{Your age, 16. His 18}
(which ever intimidates you)
You sat at a table and see Luke sit down with hand cuffs on. The officer takes the cuffs off and he puts his arm on the table while you try and hold your tars back
"What have you learned since you been here? What's your plan when you get out?" Luke asked and you look up at him
"Respect mama and not fight." You say and Luke gives a light chuckle
"Girl, you first gotta respect yourself. Walking around the streets like you a slut. C'mon now, I taught you better than that. Mom, has taught you better than that. Keep yourself from coming back up here. You're only trying to use that as an excuse. What are you going to do different?"
"Come home everyday, let mom know where I am going to be when I do leave. Go to school, get my education and not to fight the teachers and students."
"You gotta let somethings go" He said and tilted his head while you looked at the table
"I grew up watching you, you as my role model" You say, tears hitting the metal table. Luke took a deep breath and sat up straight
"Am I still your role model?' He asked quietly
"You were" You say quietly, more tears hitting the table
"So who's your role model now?"
"....Nobody" You say and take a deep breath, wiping your tears and look up at a glassy eyed Luke.
"Hmm" Was all he said
"Get your act together. Behind bars isn't fun. These people will kill you in a heart beat" Luke said and you nod
"You're a good kid, so be one" He said and you looked up at him and saw one small tear fall but that's it. Other than that, he was stone cold but on the inside he was crying
"When I come home, I better see change, you hear me" He said and you nod
"Good" He nodded and gave you a hug. You hugged him back and jumped when you heard inmates banging on the bars but Luke didn't move one bit or show signs of being scared
"Don't end up like me" He said before his cuffs were returned on him an he was walked away
A few months later, Luke came home and you were different. You respected everyone and became top of your class. Luke took you out to eat, ignoring the paparazzi and talked to you and congratulated you on your hard work.
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