Love and Weakness (Third Part of "Love In The Spotlight") MJ Fantasy

Chapter 33: Fulton Co.

Fulton County Correctional Facility- Fulton County, GA

Zoe's POV

"Oh god..." I whispered to myself as the driver found a parking spot outside of the prison. He got out of the car to open the door but I stopped him, saying I needed to make a call first. I pulled my cell phone out of my purse and called Jessie.

"Hello?"

"Jessie I can't do it."

He smacked his lips. "Yes you can and you better. Don't let fear stop you now, Boss. You've come too far. Besides, I'll be pissed if I go to jail for this and you backed out."

"Go to jail for what?" I chuckled.

He sighed. "According to Michael, kidnapping."

My eyes widened. "You talked to him?"

"Yeah, I got off of the phone with him right before you called."

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He asked to speak to you and I said you weren't with me so he asked to speak to Junior. Then when they were done talking I got back on the phone with him and he cussed me out."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't take anything he says too seriously, Jess. He's just talking crap."

"He didn't sound like he was playing around. But I'm not worried, I know all I gotta do is flirt with him and he'll leave me alone."

I covered my hand with my mouth and giggled. "You are crazy."

"It's true, though.... Anyway please get off of the phone and take your behind into that prison."

I took a long, deep breath. "Okay, I'll call you afterwards, okay?"

"Alrighty. Me and Junior will trash the hotel room in the meantime."

I laughed. "You guys better not. I'll talk to you soon."

"Good luck."

I hung up the phone and sighed several times in a row to calm myself down. My heart is beating out of control right now. Before I could second guess myself again, I leaned up and knocked on the partition to let the driver know I was ready. He got out of the car and opened the door for me. At that moment, two security guards got out of the car parked beside us and escorted me into the building. I wrapped my scarf around my face, even though it's the middle of summer in Georgia, and put on a pair of shades.

We entered the building and approached the front desk. A woman sitting there in a tan uniform looked up and smiled.

"Hi, are you here to visit someone?"

"Yes..."

"Okay and your name?" She asked.

"Zoe Jackson." I responded.

"ID?"

I dug around in my purse for my ID and handed it to her. "Here you go."

I noticed her eyes widen a bit when she look at my ID, probably realizing who I was, but thank god she didn't say anything. I don't need the media making up stories about who I'm seeing in jail.

"Alright, Mrs. Jackson, who are you here to see today?"

"Umm.." I cleared my throat. "Charles Stine."

She nodded and typed the name into her computer. "Okay... You're good to go. It's mandatory that we search you and the others with you." She said, eyeing the body guards. "So go through the metal detectors and the officers there will take care of you. Enjoy your visit."