The Jungle

Chapter 42

Dérion POV

"All personal items include jewelry, phones, wallets be placed in lockers anything detected on you will cause the alarm to go off... sir step forward and let's keep this line moving people"

I knew I hated this place for a reason these officer always looking down on us like they would never dare visit a loved one in prison.

Then you have ya single mothers of 3 bringing every last kid to visit their father or the pregnant soon to be single mother coming to see their baby's father in jail. Shit was just sad.

"Sir your free to go. Just wait by the elevator and the officer will be there shortly to escort you to the visiting room" I nodded my head and grabbed my visitors pass.

Once C.B. was finished the officer
lead us to the prison visiting room just like the inmates and the officers, this room was uniformed; chairs metal, tables metal, with two stale vending machines in the corner.

Me and C.B. picked a seat in the corner and just waited. Bzzzz

The metal bars lifted up and a handful of inmates male and female came out tied and bound in cuffs on their hands and feet. The officer did a count and began releasing them. Inmates were running to their loved ones while they did the same C.B. went to a women with her hair pulled back in a neat ponytail and her orange jump suit pressed.

She was not what I expected her to be but something about her just her presence felt powerful. When she saw C.B. she instantly began crying and C.B. teared up a little too. They hugged for a few minutes.

"Cornelius why you ain't tell ya momma you was coming boy" she said hitting him on the shoulder.

"Ma you know if I woulda came up in here before..."

"Yea yea I know I know you woulda been put in danger I'm actually glad you didn't come" she replied rubbing his face. Until she looked at me.

"Hmm Rio Harris" she said looking at me. "Uhh how'd you know my name mame"

"Uh boy I have somebody watching my kids ever since I found out Battle was going to Florida to see Brooklyn and the name is Bebe I ain't that old to be getting a mame" she said sitting down.

"Where's is my baby she here too?" Bebe asked looking around. "Mom no they took her and we need your help" Bebe's eyes popped open and she sniffled a little.

"Wait what happened what do you mean they took her took her where?"

"She was kidnapped mom and we need you to tell us where the money at cuz it's like they comin afta us cuz of that shit"

"There was prior incidences before them taking her?"

"Yea the FEDS, breaking into my house, undercover enemies, we had to go all the way to Jamaica to hide out" I said. She put her head down and took a deep breath.

"This is all my fault I knew there would be consequences with taking that money but I listen to Battle fuck ass excuse me Lord and now look"

"Bebe can you assist us with this I mean you a legend in the streets if anybody can give us a clue on some of the shit they doing that would help"

"Look your not dealing with nobody small, somebody is out to knock y'all lights out they tried it multiple times before but now feel like y'all fucking with they man hood since y'all managed to dodge them every time. All y'all have to do is to stay a step ahead, Rio I know your smart and I know what your about I have faith you'll bring her back safe another thing is to know everything you can about the person" she grabbed the pen and paper from the table and started scribbling something down.

"That's the thing ma we not sure who they are" C.B. said. "Rio you said something about undercover enemies?"

"Yea some dude at least I though was a dude I had on my payroll turned out to be a snitch but was also your enemy...Ruth"

"That fruit basket ain't die yet?" Bebe asked sliding me the paper she wrote on. "Well she is now but she was the only person who could take us to whoever she working with"

"I doubt the cunt worked with anybody she was more solo then not that stunt she pulled was the oldest trick in the book. Back in the day she used to send her son in disguises to steal for her. His big bobble head tail was always stealing something."

"She got a son??" I asked. "Yea probably in jail his own self common hoodlum" she mumbled rolling her eyes.

I rubbed my hands together and looked at Bebe trying to brace my self for what I was gonna ask next.

"What was her sons name?"

"Umm Mar-marvin, Marlin, o no it was Mar-"

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Brooklyn POV

Ughhhh! These chains are bound to my hands and legs so tight. I feel like a slave bound and shackled on bullshit, nothing in my life could have ever prepared me for this crap I'm going through.

It's like I'm purposely being done harm. I don't fucking get it what did I do so bad to deserve this.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!!" I screamed for the thousandth time hoping someone would hear me. But nothing or nobody came as usual.

I don't even know where I'm at all I can see is pitch black and the occasionally lighting when the door opens. The only sounds I hear is of a door opening and slamming shut. I haven't eaten or drunk anything in almost 3 days. I just wanna die.

"I hate life I hate it Jesus just please take me away from this place" I cried out loud so bad. I heard the door open and slam shut.

"I wish you would shut yo ass up, you disturbin my soul" some man said walking towards me. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"You know I should make you my bitch you kinda pretty but I know all about ya history." he spoke squatting down and grabbing my face roughly.

"You a nasty little bitch letting 3 men fuck you and they yo own uncles you know that's incest right" he screamed laughing I yanked my face from his grasp and gawked back spitting in his face. He stopped laughing and slapped me in my face so hard I hit my head on the metal pipe I was tied to.

"The next time I'm drowning you in the ocean" with that said he got up and walked out the room slamming the door shut.

I cried so hard I started gagging on my own tears. I can't do this anymore. "SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME" I screamed in pure agony only to be left with my thoughts I just rested my head on the pipe and fell asleep.