Cuffed

“Hands above you head” A cop hollered

I smirked at the scene I caused

There were police cars all over the place, sirens blazing, lights flashing. Woman screaming, Men running. Children crying.

I rolled my neck to get the crank out

“Hand above your head!” He yelled louder

“Alright jeez” I snapped lifting my hands up

They slowly began to approach me pulling my arms behind my back and cuffing me.

“Move” He snapped before pushing me roughly against the car as they searched me

“Hey I did nothing wrong!  I was taking back what was mine!” Or that’s what they think I did.

The plan was set and executed as planned. Everything went to perfection just like I knew it would.

And the best part…

I’m going to get away with it…

“Get in” He said ignoring what I said

I sat in the back of the cop car, my hands cuffed and I was looking out the window.  I smiled I did well…Real well…

“So what bring you in my cop car tonight?” The police asked as she started to pull away.

“Breaking and entering” I said with a smug smile

“I’m guessing this isn’t your first time?”

“You tell me aren’t you going to punch my i.d into your little computer thing”

“I already know everything about you Clover”

I leaned back into the car and smiled.

“I’m not surprised I’m known in these parts”

“Your one hell of a trouble maker always messing with the law. When do you plan on stopping?”

“Never “I said starching my head damn these cuffs “It’s just to fun”

“So why were you breaking into the woman’s house?”

“Because she took the dress I wanted”

“What?”  He asked looking at me thorough the mirror

I rolled my eyes and sighed

“We were at the mall I got the dress first but somehow she walked out the store with it I warned her if she left the store with the dress I’ll still end up with the dress”

“So you broke into her home?”

“Hell yea!” I replied “Just taking back what I want! I told her well more like warned her I was going to get that dress no matter what”

“Did you end up getting it?”

“What do you think I have on under what I’m wearing?” I asked with a wink

“Well you really need to stop running when we catch you” He said shaking his head

“Why? It’s fun and beside you guys need to run a little throughout the day, you need to burn off all those donuts somehow” I said with a wink

“That’s stereotypical”

“Not like you guys don’t stereotype me” I said rolling my eyes

He looked at me through the rearview mirror but didn’t comment.

I know what he was thinking I do look like one of those girls.

I had jet black hair that goes to my mid back with a streak of blue, I have tattoos on my body, piercings in my face and my attitude just said it all. I’m 24 years old and never stayed out of trouble. Arrested 15 times, charged 9 went to jail twice my record isn’t exactly the cleanest.