All This Time {Drizzy x Romeo FanFic}

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(Romeo's POV)

All of us have been working intensely to figure out who these doctors are and what it is that they did exactly. Just being at the funeral and saying what they said apparently isn't enough evidence to get Drizzy a lesser sentence.

That's all it would be though.

Riva says since he was convicted of aassault as well, he'd still have a sentence for up to 5 years.

It's better than 10 though.

For now, I'm making my way to the prison with Billie since Drizzy wanted to speak to her for some reason. She didn't want to grow because prisons are gross but she decided to because there's a guy who's mugshot she saw online that was 'hecka hot' that's in prison there and she wants to see if he'll be in the visitor room.

"Okay! I change my mind!" Billie shouts. "What if he kills me? He's legally a murderer now."

"He didn't actually do it! The hospital did and he won't do that. For multiple reasons. He's not a murderer and he's in prison surrounded by police."

"You don't know that, he could be a murderer." Billie folds her arms and stares out of the window.

Soon we get to the prison to visit Drizzy for the first time since he moved there.

Wanting to be punctual, I call the prison once more to make sure I have the visiting times correct. "This is Upstate Correctional Facility. Are you needing information?"

"Hi, yes, I was wondering if I have the visiting times correct?" I say.

"We aren't allowing visitation for a while due to an incident."

"You're not allowing visitors? What was the incident?" I ask and Billie leans closer to the phone trying to hear it.

"I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to disclose that information. If you need to speak with an inmate, we are still accepting letters. I can give you the mailing information."

I sit in silence for a second hoping that if I don't agree they'll take it back but I sigh realizing a letter is better than nothing. "Yes, thank you, what's the information?"

I grab a pencil and start writing it down.

(Time SKIP)

"Not accepting visitors?!" Draco asks. "That's crazy, what the frick?"

"I know." I sigh and sit on a chair in the living room with everyone else. "We can only write to him using letters." I put the information on the table so everyone can see it.

"How long until they'll accept again?" Marcus asks.

"No clue."

"If they don't accept it, that's 10 years without seeing him once." James points out.

"Yeah, James, we know." Draco rolls his eyes. "This whole situation is a fricking mess. He didn't even do it, he tried playing a harmless pranked and got roped into this ish."

"I agree this is a mess but I wouldn't say the prank was harmles--" Marcus starts but Draco scoffs.

"Marcus, shut the frick up. You--"

"Stop!" I shout. "Draco, what is your issue?"

Draco looks at me, scoffs, and walks off toward the rooms. The rest of us; James, Marcus, Billie, Riva, and I exchange glances. "I'll talk to him." I assure and start following him.