The Convict

One Month Before the Murder of Antonia Hernandez

One Month Before the Murder of Antonia Hernandez

"Will you come on already," BB wraps her arms around me.

"You said we could go out tonight, this is only my second drink." I pout.

"Mel," she whines.

"BB come on, you promised." I turn to her.

"No, you promised." She pecks me on the lips.

"We can still have a little fun later, I always keep my promises." I peck her on the cheek.

"I just wanted it to be the two of us," she pouts.

Ugh, she's getting on my nerves. Been so freaking clingy lately.

"Just two more drinks, three tops."

"Mel," she sighs.

"We just got here, come on let's go dance." I grab her hand pushing through the thick crowd of people.

"Watch it bitch," I hear someone say.

I turn my head and see some Hispanic girl turn to see who bumped into her. She has a high Ariana Grande type ponytail, her makeup is extra done up. She has a super short sparkly dress on. She's pretty. Some might say attractive.

"Oh my bad," the girl who bumped into her laughs and backs up.

"Ew, maybe instead of trying to get guys drunk enough to lay you, you should go to the vet and ask them to fix your horse teeth," The girl snaps.

"Damn!" The guys around her laugh.

The other girl isn't laughing anymore and I notice her close her mouth, probably subconscious about her teeth. What a bitch, ugh I hate girls like her. The poor girl walks away without another word.

"Roasted her ass, Antonia," one guy says as BB and I carefully squeeze by.

I roll my eyes.

"What a monster," BB comments.

"Tell me about it," I pull her far away from that girl.

"Let's just go, come on. I don't want to spend tonight here with people like that," BB complains.

"I got all dolled up, at least humor me for another hour," I glare at her.

"Melony, this is our anniversary, let's not spend it here."

"You said we could do whatever I wanted, you promised." I point out.

She sighs in frustration.

"Just dance with me pretty girl," I start grinding on her.

But she's not into it.

"This is supposed to be a big day, it's our three-year anniversary. This is a big deal." She whines.

"Oh my god, okay we can fucking leave. Jesus, mood kill." I pull away from her and go to the bar to pay my tab.

Three years... that is a big deal. I didn't expect her to stick around for so long. Didn't expect to like her enough to keep around. Fuck. I just wanted to drink to calm my nerves but no, she has to make it this big deal and stress me the fuck out.

"Just the two?" Bartender asks.

"Yeah," I say.

"Don't blame you for leaving early. It's a pretty rough crowd tonight," He swipes my card.

"Tell me about it," BB says behind me.

"Alright, all set, you ladies have a wonderful night." He hands me my card back.