A Black Girl Story

Chapter 1

                                                                                           Beginning

                                                "Sometimes it takes years to finally grasp what has

                                       happened to your life."   -Wilma Rudolph

Why me? Why am I always the person that gets stuck in situations like this? I was in the middle of being arrested. This is my second time being arrested since Monday. I know pitiful right. Well the first time was my fault, I should have just walked away like I started to in the first place instead of beating that girl thoughtless. 

This time its really not my fault. I am completely innocent. Of course the person responsible for my arrest doesn't care. Of course they are the same person who set me up. They would do anything so they won't be caught. I can't say shit or I would be the next person on the news who was murdered. The person I am speaking of is Elias James known as Eli. He is one of the major drug Lords here in St.Louis.

Who am I you say? Well im the one and only Zaira Ebony. Im African American with natural long hair and 23 years old. I am light skin but don't do that team light skin shit. I don't believe just because your light skin that your automatically beautiful. There is some ugly bitches who's light skin just speaking the truth.

But anyway the police officer was putting me in the back seat of his car. I already knew the questions they were going to ask me when I got there. Their going to try and break me but im not going to say shit.

I know better then to tell them what ive seen, heard, or done. They might even offer a protection program but its not going to work. Eli always finds his way around things. How do I know well a couple of people have tried before to snitch but ended up dead either the next day or later on that week. They were apart of the protection program to. You see nothing can stop Eli from what he wants.

I haven't met Eli up close, but I do work for him but only do pick ups and drop offs. I know what he looks like well everyone working for him does. You only really talk to Eli if your really deep in the drug business, a major buyer, or owe him money. If your like me you don't really do much but just sell for quick money. Unless one day you end up taking the fall for something that went wrong and of course im in that situation right now.

The car came to a stop letting me know that im finally here.

I waited inside the car until the car door opened. In came a pair of hands taking me out the car. I couldn't get out myself since  I was in handcuffs, which was a little to tight. The police officer pushed me in the directions where  he wanted for me to go. When we finally got inside they placed me in a room with nothing in it but a mirror on a wall and a metal table with chairs on each side of it.

I sat down in one of the chairs while waiting for them to come back in and ask me questions. I looked at the mirror well we all know its not a mirror just a trick  to hide people that are watching you. Soon enough a familar officer walked in the room and sat on the other side of the table. "Ms. Ebony is it?" the officer asked.

I just rolled my eyes at him knowing he knows my name. Not just Monday did he see me but also I know he went through my files to see what my name was.

"Yes that is correct." I played along. "Well you do know that we can send you to jail for being in charge for drug trafficking." he said. "Well first of all im not the person in charge of drug trafficking and not only that I didnt know about it until I stepped in one of its locations." I was really annoyed. "We know you didn't do it infact we know it was a setup by Elias James but we have no proof. You cant just give an opinion in court you need solid evidence. The only evidence that we have is all against you."

"So what your trying to say is that you want me to testify against

him." I asked. "Yes we will even put you in a protection program to insure your saftey." You see their doing exactly what I said they were going to do. If I agree then im going to get killed simple as that. Instead I decided to play it safe.

"Where's the proof that im in charge of all of this?" For a minute he was silent. "We can't show or tell you about what we know."

They can't tell me what they know because they don't know anything all they know is that I stepped inside a building which was one of the locations for drug trafficking. Their trying to use anything for me to confess about all the things ive seen that leads to Eli. Not caring if I die in the process. So hell no I ain't saying shit.

"Well then im not telling you anything that I know because all I know is I got a random note saying for me to meet one of my friends at a building and next then you know im being arrested." I lied.

Well it was the truth and a lie at the same time. I did receive a note but the note was a message to tell me to make an drop off at the building. Then when I got their all you heard was police and I was being arrested. "Then why did you have 1 pound of weed on you?" the officer asked. "Because me and my friend like to smoke and I decided to try weed for once." I lied again knowing I smoke weed all the time. "Were did you get the weed from and why bring a pound of it for just two people?" I knew how to answer that also.

"Well I got the weed from this guy who was selling some on a corner I didn't see his face because he made sure it was covered and also I didn't ask for his name. Also on the note my friend told me to bring a pound of weed so I did." He looked at me knowing I was lieing but my story made complete since. "Well how did you know the guy was selling weed and were was he selling it?"

"He just came up to me and asked if I want to buy some weed a lot of guys do that in the hood nowadays to get more money for their business. It was at the corner on Olive Street in Halsberry." I made sure I chose a place that was not only perfect for selling weed but far far away from any place near my home.

"What were you doing their? They just don't stop do they. "I was walking to the location damn is it a crime for me to walk and get some excercise?" I smiled after that comment. "No but it is a crime to have illegal drugs." I already knew what was going to happen from their. "Well your going to have to stay in the station jail for 2 months for being in possession of holding illegal drugs unless you get bail."

"How much is bail?" "1,000 dollars." he said with a grin. I knew I didn't have anyone to get me out at the moment because most my friends were very low on money at this time. I wasn't going to bother them since  I was going to get out in 2 months. So I was just going to have to stick with it. They soon led me to a empty cell, that had a bed with a extremely flat mattress on it.

A toliet and sink. Gross was all I could say. At night I was freezing because the blanket I was using was extremely thin. Also the mattress was so thin that it was hard for me to sleep. I kept hearing noises which scared the shit out of me. Well I can be in worse situations. I looked up at the ceiling for awhile as my eye lids began closing more and more.

The next day I woke up to a guard telling me to wake up and follow him. I did as he said and followed him out my cell. Then I saw the officer I talked to yesterday which his name was Mr.Hawkins. "What's going on?" I asked. He looked a little pissed off and frustrated. "You made bail." he said. "Who bailed me out?" I was confused as hell since I told no one I was in jail.

"That would be me!" an unfamiliar voice said. With that I turned around seeing the person I would never thought I would see. Turned around I was face to face with the one and only Elias James.

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