"Damn stop pulling on me" I pull away from the guard. The fuck this bitch thought this was. "You acting like I'm not listening or some shit you just pulling on me" We continued the long walk. I don't regret shit I did. No lie. "She not gone press charges so I don't even know why I'm here"
"You haven't been booked yet" the guard say
Well Book me so I can walk right the fuck out. I'll bail myself out. I don't plan on staying a night, taking my hair off, or my lashes.
My body was still hot. I should've killed that bitch. A fucking baby? Then the little girl looks just like my baby like get your own damn features.
"I'm not feeling to well"
Not in a sick way but I'm hot. I'm so mad and I'm trying so hard not to cry "do you need to go to the nurse"
"I just need some water please" we walked to a fountain and I scrunched my face up. Only because I'm thirsty as fuck. I only drunk a little before I felt like I needed to throw the fuck up but I had nothing to throw up
I walked to the bathroom and the guard looked at me "no shit"
"I promise" I'm not even on that type of time. I got to the bathroom and my stomach cramped up even more.
I lined the toilet with toilet liners, I used about six. I didn't want to sit down but I felt like I had to. When I pulled my pants down I noticed my underwear soaked in blood
"Fuck" I groan
The guard walked in without fucking permission "are you okay"
"I'm pregnant" I say "well I was"
Nothing came out which was annoying. I know I'm losing my baby so just let the shit come out. "Is this the first day"
"What do you mean" I ask
"When experience a miscarriage the process can last up to a week if not longer" I looked at her like she was stupid
"Take me to a nurse or something have them suck it out" I do not want to bleed for days and it's not a period
"It doesn't work like that here"
"Can I get a change of bottoms and a pad or something" ain't no way I was putting these back on.
"They will get you together in the back"
"No right now. I'm not putting this shit back on its fucking nasty" it's wild for her to even think I would. And if she try some fuck shit she gone get beat the fuck up.
She smacked her lips "I don't know what princess you think you are but this is not your damn Castle"
"I'll walk out this bitch with no pants on I don't give a fuck. You acting like I'm just being difficult or something my pants are bloody" I'll have my dumb ass, cheating ass wife blow this whole fucking jail up
"Wait here" and she walked out. I didn't have plans on changing at all but I don't have a choice.
I don't know how I feel about this miscarriage just yet. I knew it didn't look too good for me but I had faith. Then my dumb ass wife got shot, then my bitch ass wife's love child made an appearance, and now I'm in jail. That's way more than enough stress. And that's just this weeks drama.
She came back with a pad and some scrub like bottoms "until you can get changed upstairs this will do"
"Oh no ma'am I'm finna post bond. It's posted?" I'm ready to go home. My body is tired.
"I'll let you know when I know"
Didn't take long before a real bitch bailed herself out and caught an Uber home.
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Beauty & The Beast II
ParanormalOur favorite couple is back! Ariana and Katorah are now raising a family and dealing with life in a whole different light. Would they be able to work through every problem together or would it be too much?
