Chapter 36

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Sad to say we're nearing the end ),: this is the last chapter but it's extra long.

"Katie Georgia Staton, age 19, 116 lbs, about 5'6 brown hair, brown eyes" I heard a strict voice say. "Wanted for murder, robbery, destruction of public property, reckless endangerment, speeding, and evading arrest. You may leave now. " Should I open my eyes? I knew what the future ahead of me was. It was just a matter of facing it.
I opened my eyes, but I couldn't move.
"Glad to see you're well" the woman said. "Officer Jackson." She introduced.
I looked around, trying to gain bearings. I was hooked up to many monitors, as well as two casts: one full arm and one leg.
"Quite a crash you had earlier. Broken arm in 3 different places, fractured rib, major internal bruising, broken leg, had you been impacted a quarter inch to the right, you'd be looking at full body paralysis." She had a stern motherly tone rather than one of a police officer. "You should be thankful you're alive. Unfortunately, with these charges stacked up, you're looking at spending the rest of your life in jail. And then some."
My fate is sealed. This is it. After all that fighting. All that effort. Here I am.
"And since you gave away your location, it was easy to track your friends. They're in the courthouse now, scheduling their hearings, but you have to recover from that nasty accident."
Tears streamed down my face. Not only did I fuck up my future, I gave them away too. We never made it to new York. The cops never stopped looking for us. All because of a little overreaction. I knew I shouldn't have driven. I knew i was in no condition. And now we're all going to spend our lives in jail.
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"Katie Georgia Staton, wanted for murder, robbery, destruction of public property, reckless endangerment, speeding, and evading arrest. You may be seated." The judge said. My wrists were cuffed despite my cast, and I've been crying non stop. They've offered me a plea deal; if I plead guilty to all charges, I'll serve life in prison as opposed to 335 years with no chance of parole. Both are life, but to make the hearing simpler, I take the plea.
"You have pleaded guilty as charged and will face life in prison. From here you will be escorted to the state jail, flown back to California where you will carry out your sentence in the state penitentiary. You may not take any belongings, and you are allowed one phone call. Understood?"
"Yes your honor" I manage. He slams his gavel, sealing my fate.
I'm escorted outside where hundreds of people soon crowd me. There's flashing lights, news cameras, angry civilians, and angry protesters. People are shouting obscurities and some are asking questions. I want nothing to do with people.
***
"Remove your clothes and change into the jumpsuits provided." A guard tells me. I obey his command and remove my clothing. "Next you'll be pat down to ensure you do not bring anything into the grounds." A woman enters and asks me to spread my legs and place my hands on the wall. She pats me down and proceeds to handcuff me.
"I'll show you to your cell" she tells me. We walk down many corridors, past hundreds of women. They all glare at me as I walk by as if to intimidate me, but quite honestly, I don't care. We approach a very small cell with two beds and one toilet. There are no windows and no lights.
"This is your roommate, America" she says. A petite girl rolls over her bed and looks at me, then rolls back over and continues her business. "Stay outta trouble and you'll be fine" the guard tells me and then leaves.
"Well well well" I hear a voice say. I look over and immediately recognize the blue hair. "Didn't expect to see you here" Briley states. "You look terrible."
"And you look pregnant" I snap back. Her baby bump was just barely coming through, but I noticed.
"Truce Katie" she puts her hands up. "So what did you get?"
"Life" I answered.
"Hm. I got 45 years" she smirked.
"How?" I asked, irritated.
"I testified. They offered me a plea deal but I fought it. Hard. After much bargaining, they gave my 45."
"Fuck you" I reply.
"Gladly" she winks and walks away.
I can't believe it's over ),: after so much! But maybe I'll do a part 2 about their lives in prison? ?? Comment what you think and be sure to vote!

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