When We Were Young

When We Were Young(5)

When We Were Young-4

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GOTTA CATCH EM ALL POKEMON! 

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ˊ~ɛ˟Alicia˟ɜ~'

The next morning I woke up and groaned. I have to work on Derrick's case. I hope I fail and he goes to jail. I mean I don't condone stealing, especially weed but seriously if you're hell-bent on doing so don't get caught!  

His scholarship, and academic sanity is on the line now!  

I quickly got dressed and remembered that Abuela couldn't babysit today! Dammit!  

Well guess it's bring your son to work day.

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After getting AJ ready we made like bananas and peeled out of the apartment. We rushed out of the car and quickly hurried to the elevator where we both waited impatiently for the stupid thing to ding.  

We waltzed out and everyone's eyes went to the tiny stud holding my hand.  

"Lucky guy." Some good-looking guy working at the desk winked at AJ.  

I laughed while AJ just narrowed his eyes at the guy. We made our way into my office and AJ went straight for the couch and threw himself on it. I rolled my eyes and sat at my desk. I reluctantly pulled out my brother's case and opened it.  

His room was searched and they found the weed in his bathroom in the drawer. The police showed him the warrant shortly after entering his room. After finding the stolen property he was placed under arrest and is now in custody at Rikers.  

I furrowed my eyebrows confused. Of all places my brother would never hide a stash in such plain sight, especially a stolen stash.  

"Mami what are you reading?" AJ asked from across my desk.  

"A case." I smiled at him opening my laptop.  

"What kind of case?" he pried.  

"A big people kind of case."  

"Does it involve drugs?"  

"Have you been reading over my shoulder?" I asked quickly shutting the case folder.  

"No, but you just gave me an answer." He grinned.  

I rolled my eyes and began checking my emails. I had one unread email from an unknown email.

TO: a.debrev@handlergains.net 

FROM: h.ferris@galesflowers.org

SUBJECT:Derrick  

Dear Alicia,

I know it's been almost five years since we've last spoken but it's Hannah Ferris. Your brothers now fiancée. Please, help your brother. I know he is too damn pig-headed to admit he was wrong for how he treated you and he is just having a hard time swallowing his pride to apologize. I remember when you first left he cried for a month. He missed you so much, but he also grew the hell up. He wasn't the same Derrick be was when you were here. He matured because he wanted to make you prouder of him. And this could ruin him. I know in my heart he didn't do this. We both quit months before you left, and have been clean ever since. I don't want our kid to see their dad in jail and I don't want Derrick to get kicked out of school for something he didn't do.  

So please Alicia, do everything you can to help him. Even if he's to stubborn to take your help do it anyway.

Yours Truly,