Chris:
Me and Skye walked into the court building, hand in hand. Nah, we not a couple. I guess you can say we’re working on that maybe. Jordan was holding my other hand. I had on a suit to make a good impression on the court. “Chris… I haven’t seen you in a while,” my PO said, getting out of a chair when we walked in. I smiled and shook her hand.
“Oh… so what are you two dating now? The last time I checked yall were at each other’s neck almost two months ago when yall met at the rec,” she laughed. Me and Skye looked at each other and laughed. Damn… it has almost been two months that we’ve known each other. It feels like years to be honest.
“Okay, well I think you’re going to be pleased with the news the court is going to give you.” Ms.Cynthia was leading us through a long hallway. “It better be that they’re going to leave me the fuck alone,” I whispered to Skye. She covered her mouth and giggled when I said this. “Maybe they will… maybe they won’t.” I kissed her forehead. Her cheeks instantly turned red.
We stopped by two huge doors. “Well, they’re already in session with somebody so we have to wait out here for your turn,” my PO told me. She sat on the bench that was next to the door. Me, Skye and Jordan stood up on the other side of the door. “Hand me my phone,” I told her. She pulled my phone out her purse and gave it to me. I had a text from Kid Red.
Kid Red: ayo chris, you and skye tryna come out to eat with me and Aliya tonight. She’s bringing her little sister so she can keep the Jordan company.
I gave Skye my phone. “Text him back and tell him yeah. We’re going out to eat tonight.” She shrugged her shoulders and texted him back for me. A shit load of important looking people came walking out the court room. I looked down to fix my tie and when I looked up, somebody was being escorted out by police officers. I looked back down to finish fixing my tie but then my head snapped back up.
My whole world felt like it was crashing down. I blacked out and all I could see was him. I took off running in their direction. “Chris!” Skye yelled. But it sounded blurry. Like she was on a whole different planet. “Bitch ass nigga!” I yelled. I cocked back and banged him as hard as I could in his nose. “Whoa whoa whoa!” the officers started to scream. They grabbed my arms and pulled me away from him but I escaped their grip and pounced on top of him. I repeatedly banged him in his face. This is why I said I might go back to jail. For assault. At the moment, I did not give one fuck though.
“Sir, step away from him. Now,” I heard an officer say. My vision became clear again. Then my mother’s voice came rolling in my head. Chris, move. You’re better than him. Then all of a sudden I snapped all the way back into reality. The officers put me in handcuffs. But all I could do is stare at him with all the hate in the world. “Yall can’t take him again!” I heard Jordan yell. “We’re just putting the handcuffs on him to restrain him.”
But my eyes were locked with his. Seeing him have a bloody nose gave me so much pleasure. “Let him go,” he said to the officers. “Sir, are you sure? He doesn’t seem very stable to let go. He just attacked you.” He looked up at the officers, then back at me.
“Let him go. He’s my son,” my father told them. They slowly took the handcuffs off of me. I was about to attack him again but my mother’s voice stopped me. Chris. Stop. Now. You’re already in trouble with the court. I straightened up and fixed myself. Some officers were holding him back and some were standing behind me just in case.
