Juanita Monroe-Giancola was always a people pleaser. Doing stuff she didn't necessarily want to do just to make others happy and bring a smile on their face and brighten up their day.
Especially after the death of her twin sister, Maria.
Juanita fee...
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I can't believe this little bitch did this to me!
Staring back at the stark white padded walls of my cell, I still can't believe this shit, yo.
Fighting against my restraints.
I ain't even know they still put motherfuckers in those straight jacket joints, man. Shit feels like somwthing out of the 1950s.
And I sure as fuck can't believe they've got me in one of these things at all, they ain't supposed to!
Cause I'm Eminem for fuck's sakes. I'm a motherfucking celebrity.
And there would be hell to pay for these cocksuckers once the whole world finds out, but apparently not yet.
Cause as of right now, I ain't even allowed a phone call, which frankly is worse than how motherfuckers in jail get treated, cause I know damn well them cocksuckers can have that one call to their lawyer or some shit.
But me, I'm told that I can't contact nobody from the outside world for the next 48 hours.
Not until my psych evaluation process is concluded, and as of right now, that I'm essentially back in suicide watch.
Only this ain't like no suicide watch I've experienced before.
Cause last time, I still had way more freedom, but this shit, the straight jacket shit.. fuck even is this?!
Minutes seems to pass by like hours, the rage I'm currently feeling at the situation I'm currently in slowly eating away at me.
I legit wanna murder everybody right now!!
Especially that fucking slut Nita!
Speaking of which..
"Hey, Manny. I know it's time for your lunch break right now. So I can take over for you for the next hour," my ears instantly perk up once I hear a soft girlish voice, sweetly speaking to the asshole that was currently in charge of watching me, some big, brolic ass motherfucker.
"Are you sure about this, girl? Cause the white dude is crazy," I then hear the male nurse whisper doubtfully to her, rage starting to simmer inside my bones once more as I lay eyes on her.
This girl that I thought had meant something to me, even if I'll never admit to it out loud.
How could she do me like this, the stupid ass whore?!
"I'm sure, Manny," Nita softly says then, and I could honestly murder her ass right now.
