Silence

Prologue

  Arabella had never been one for talking about herself, not even when it came to her best friend, Carl Gallagher, who was walking into a courtroom. Yeah, he got caught using his nephew to deliver some drugs. Knowing Carl, though,  I doubt this is going to go well.

  Carl walks in a nice outfit with some glasses on as the police lead him to his seat, "You have got to be fucking kidding me. " the whore says; oh, sorry, Sam, also known as Samantha.

  "Well, if I didn't know any better, I'd think he's an upstanding young man. "
Lip says from her left, she leans towards Lip, "I don't think he looks half bad, just isn't him at all. " Arabella whispers, earning a small smile from Lip, who turns to look back at Fiona.

  "Just like Ted Bundy. " V says; Arabella chuckles slightly, getting a shoulder nudge from Lip, telling her to shut up.

  "Case number 2024-CR-4929. The People versus Carl Francis G. This is the time and place for the sentencing hearing. The court has reviewed your probation report. Does the other counsel wish to be heard?" The Judge stays where she starts the trial.

  Carl's Lawyer says, " Your honor, my client knows he has made a mistake. He is sorry for what he's done and has learned from the experience," Arabella snorts quietly.

  "Do you regret what you've done, Carl?" the Judge asks as she looks at Carl, "I did something dumb that I shouldn't have. I trusted a fucking retard with a man's job." Carl Declared. "Next time I move a bunch of drugs, I'll be smarter."

  Carl glances behind him to give Arabella a quick wink before returning to the judge. She gave Lip a worried glance but felt this would happen.

  The judge leans forward slightly. "If you want to go into my chambers and speak to me off the record, now is the time. Otherwise, you will end up in juvenile prison. Is that what you want?" She questions.

  Carl glances over to his lawyer with a slight smirk on his face. "Yes, please."

  Arabella's mouth slightly gapes, and she looks at Lip and Fiona.

  "That's not what I was hoping to hear." Sam looks over to all of us with a mind of fuck you face. "I know what you were hoping to hear. If your Honor would lose 20 pounds, I would consider tapping that." Carl says.

  "What the fuck" Arabella mutters as she shrinks slightly into her seat.

  "I think I've heard enough." The Judge says. Carl looks back at us with a smirk before turning forward again. "I sentence you to the maximum of one year at the Illinois Department of Corrections Juvenile Justice Division. You're remanded to the custody of the sheriff. This court is in recess.

  Everyone starts to get up as we rush over to Carl. "Why the fuck did you do that, Carl?" Fiona exclaimed, pissed off. "When Paul Sugden came out of juvie, he knew how to make IEDs and where to launder money. You can't buy that kind of education. Plus, my street cred will be off the chain."

  Arabella looks at Carl as he says, "Don't worry, I'm gonna make juvie my bitch. " he looks over to his best friend. "Don't worry, Bells, I'll be alright," he says as the officer drags Carl away.

  Debbie yelled, "We'll send letters!"

  "It was bound to happen sooner or later. " Lip said. "I'm going miss him. " Bella said sadly as she looked to the ground. Lip placed his hand on her head and ruffled her hair a little. "Don't worry, lil Bella, you know Carl will be just fine."

  She smiles and looks up at Lip, "Yeah, I know."

  Lip looked to Fiona, taking his hand off Arabella's head, "He'll be okay, "

  "Okay? Hell, he's going to be running the joint," V said.

  Fiona looks over at Lip and V, "Any chance he'll be scared straight? "
"No," we all say unanimously.

A/N
Well, the prologue is finished; I won't be publishing an actual chapter until tomorrow because I have to sleep early for work tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed it!