For The Road

My Trial Date

ONE MONTH LATER

I was getting ready for my trial. Its been a month and I STILL haven't talked to Issa. I've never had the chance to talk to Maria like that since she has a boyfriend so I was happy she decided to come with me as an eye witness to the trial. After I was fully dressed, my mother and I drove to the court. The security guards guiding me and my mother inside.

In the Courtroom.

Attorney: Defence calls Jasmine to the stand.

I stood up and walked over to the stand and took a seat.

Judge: continue.

Attorney: now Ms. Moore. We understand that you have been smoking marijuana and your tend to get reckless during your high moment.

Jasmine: your honor, I object !

Judge: Explain.

Jasmine: for those who don't know, I don't smoke weed for the feeling. I smoke weed for depression. I don't get reckless in my ' high ' moment because 9/10 times, I'm alone when I do get high.

Attorney: your honor. She is 17 years of age !! How did she even obtain marijuana !?

Jasmine: I obtained marijuana from a boy named Daniel Johnson. He actually works for a drug dealer so when I used to date and tell him about my depression, he told me that smoking weed would help the depression so I did that. Your honor can I say something else ?

Judge: proceed.

Jasmine: some people don't understand what I've been through growing up. I'm a middle child who grew up without a father. My mother busted her butt trying to support 3 children. My youngest sister Kayla is basically in a crazy home because the doctor thinks she's nuts. My oldest sister is in college for lord knows how long. I grew up independent with no one to talk to, fortunately, I have a friend like Maria. So before you jump to conclusions, please understand where I'm coming from. Give me a drug test, I'm clear.

Judge: Give her a drug test while we question the friend.

I got up from the seat while a woman guided me to the back.

Woman: urinate in this cup and then we'll draw some blood.

I took the cup from her and went in the bathroom. I took the cup and ' urinated ' in it. I took it back to her. She put on gloves and carried it in the back. She tied something around my elbow and stuck the needle in my arm. She drew blood until the needle was full. She then put it in a plastic bag and put a band aid on my arm.

Woman: stay here until I get the results.

I nodded as she walked away. I got a text from Issa.

Text

IssaIAm: Jasmine you don't have to respond but we need to talk. You've been avoiding me and not giving me time to explain myself or anything.

FxckJas: bye nigga.

IssaIAm: look, its been a month and you refuse to talk to me. The least you could do is talk to me.

FxckJas: about what ?! You tried to fuck me with no prob at all.

IssaIAm: and for the 1000000 time, I DIDN'T FUCK YOU PIDD. Obviously I respect you too much for all that but yet you being stubborn as fuck. But fuck it. I've been being nice about the whole fucking situation and you don't even wanna talk. Forget I even texted you.

FxckJas: ... wait.

IssaIAm: what ?

FxckJas: I'll meet you after the trial.

IssaIAm: iight.

End of Text

The woman came back put and guided me back to the courtroom. She gave the judge the papers.

Judge: well it seems here that Jasmine is clean of all marijuana. While you were gone, the jury came to their conclusion.

A dark skinned man stood up.

Man: we have your honor. We fine Jasmine Moore, not guilty, of possession of marijuana.

I literally felt the tears. I thought I was going to get 10 years in jail.

Judge: this case is dismissed.

I went home and changed into a Tupac shirt, jeans, and Jordans. Issa wanted to meet up with me at the mall so I went there. He was texting at a table. I walked over and sat across from him.

Jasmine: so what's this we need to talk about?

Issa: about you acting stubborn.

Jasmine: not being stubborn, you just did something stupid.

Issa: you keep comparing me to all those dumb niggas YOU used to fuck around with. I'm not them nor will I be. Maybe if you would just listen to me, you would understand what I'm trying to get at.

Jasmine: so you basically calling either dumb or a hoe. Wow.

Issa: see what I mean? You not listening. I can't even have a one on one conversation with you because you never listen girl damn!

Jasmine: WELL MAYBE IF YOU WOULD STOP TALKING TO ME LIKE IM A FUCKING CHILD I WOULD LISTEN TO YOU! YOU TALK TO ME LIKE IM JUST FOREVER YOUNGER THAN YOU WHEN IN REALITY, WE LIKE THE SAME FUCKING AGE!

Issa: maybe this is why I talk to you how I do! You always want to yell and not listen to what I'm trying to say. I wasted my time talking to you and if you want to be stuck on this childish shit that happened damn near 2 months ago, whatever. I'm done wasting my time on you.

He got up from the table and walked out, shaking his head. I swear I always fuck something up.