I stood up slowly as the white bald headed officer called my name, "Avalise Santiago".
The tiny concrete cell was freezing. The shit was smaller than my closet and it smelt like piss. I was beyond grossed out and dying to get out of that shit hole.
The officer, grab my arms and lead me to the judge I was going to face for arraignment.
With my shoulder slouched and my head down, I thought to myself,
What was I thinking? I fell head over heels for that nigga and look where I ended up, locked up. We were supposed to be a team and he betrayed me. Alex vanished, no lawyer, no visits. Shit the nigga never even came to bail me out! I wish I had the bitch nigga in my face. He knows my Puerto Rican ass would have killed him. He better pray to God I don't ever get out of here. All the work I put in and this bitch played me?
Two tears instantly rolled down my face. I was not crying due to fear because I fear no one but God. I was crying out of anger. I was supposed to be on the other side of the system.
How stupid could I have really been to throw my life away for a man?
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Diosa (EDITING IN PROCESS)
Teen FictionAvalise "Diosa" Santiago, a young law student born in Loiza, Puerto Rico was raised in the dangerous streets of Boston, Ma. She finds her way through her struggles by setting high expectations for herself. Thing quickly change once she meets Alex. W...
