Protective || Miniminter FF SCRAPPED

16

Tazza's POV

I woke up to the sound of banging on my door, I got up and headed down the stairs to see my mom and brother standing there also confused as to who would be banging on the door at this time in the morning.

"Police! Open the door!" My face dropped and I turned to face my mom to see they were shocked as well.

I took in a deep breath and opened the door to see 5 police officers waiting there, hands on their holsters.

"Miss. Anderson?" The police officer that was banging on the door said.

"Yes?" I said, my heart racing.

"You're under arrest for suspected arson of the Lake Dance Hall and murder of Graham Jones" He said dragging me out the door and pressing me against the police car.

"What the fuck? MA!" I shouted as he cuffed me.

"You do not have to say anything but anything you do say may be used as evidence against you" He said peeling me off the police car.

"MA! I didn't do it Ma!" I shouted tears filling my eyes.

My mom stood there holding my brother, tears streaming down their faces.

"Michael look after her! Make sure you protect yourself and each other!" I shouted as the police officer shoved my into the back of the police car.

They started up the car, sirens and flashing lights rolling. They sped me away from my mom and brother, all of the neighbours were outside and I watched my only family drift away from me.

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We arrived at the police station, me still in my pyjama shorts, top and socks. I felt one of the officers put their hand on my arm and force me into the station. I instantly saw loads of gang members sitting there waiting to be questioned, this place was full of bad people. I walked through with people whistling and smirking at me, they then sat me down on the bench and cuffed me to it.

"Hey officer?" I said as the began to walk away.

"What?"

"Can I at least have some shoes please?" I said looking straight into his eyes.

He nodded then headed off. After five minutes he come back with slip on vans, obviously without laces.

"Gracias" I said half heartedly.

I pushed my feet into the shoes to hear shouting. I looked up towards the entrance to see Simon, also in cuffs.

"I ain't done nothing wrong!" He said swaying his shoulders causing two of the officers to hold onto his arms.

"That's the excuse everyone uses bruh" One of the guys said who was sitting down.

"Simon!" I shouted and attempted to get up to get pulled back down by the cuffs attached to the chair.

The officers shoved him down on the bench next to me, I could see the anger flowing through his face.

"Si?" His head turned quickly and his eyes darted to me "What's gonna happen?" I continued.

His eyes softened to see I was scared, yeah I did bad stuff with my crew but I was now being accused for arson, this was big.

"I don't know baby" He said calming my thoughts instantly.

I fell silent then slid back into the bench not saying a word, my mom and Mikey were the only things on my mind.

-----At court---------

"Judges rule guilty of charge, 20 year sentence for failure of costs and the death of Janitor Graham Jones" My heart sank to the bottom of my chest "Unless hard evidence is produced in 30 days, the sentence shall follow through"

I couldn't breathe, my chest had swollen up entirely, I was fixed up and the real offenders got away with it. I could hear crying out of my mom and our friends, I turned to look at Mikey his face was strong, he had really grown up.

"Look after her, protect her for as long as you can" I said as I felt myself get dragged away.

"Look after yourselves Mikey! Just know I didn't do it!" I shouted and began to get more violent.

"I DIDN'T FUCKING DO IT!" I shouted from the top of my lungs, my veins popping from my neck.

"Quiet inmate!" An officer shouted and shoved me and Simon into the back of the prison van.

This was it for me, living life in prison, framed.

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I woke up to the sounds of shouting and the sight of lights flickering, here I was, in prison.

Me and Simon were lucky enough to be transported to one of the only unisex prisons in the world, doesn't make matters better though.

I rubbed my eyes then grabbed my toothbrush and headed to the bathroom before the other inmates could get there, I was new, I was bound to be bullied so it was best to avoid people.

I got to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and freshened up, I packed my stuff up and started to head out to be stopped by a gang of women.

"Ayeee, a new inmate sí?" The front one said, obviously the leader.

"Where are you from Gringo?" She added on.

"Where are you from" I said instantly back and in a low tone.

"I asked you first-"

"Are you ashamed?" I said quickly.

"They are Dominican but me and her, Colombian" she said after thinking about what I said.

"Colombian sí? I am no Gringo I am one of you senorita" I said smirking.

"What's your name?" She said beginning to speak in her normal American accent.

"Tazz and you?"

"Sofia.... Garcia, Maria and Rose" she smirked.

"Wanna hang with us?" She added.

"Sure"

"Yay, the pretty girls hanging wid us. Colombians stick together." she said putting her arm around my shoulder then guiding me out to the court yard.

"Yes they do"