Rochelle's POV;
The next day, I woke up, kissed Mya , put Charity on her bus, and headed straight to the prison . I turned on my radio to block out all the distractions. The war that going on in my head. The regrets of my relationship, the worry of my child, everything.
I sighed, and tried to concentrate . Soon, red and blue appear in my rear view mirror, and I pulled over. I growled to myself , and fondled around for my registration . There was knock on my window , and I slide it down without looking at the cop.
"License and registration." He mumbled loudly . Oxymoronic , I know.
"Just a second , officer... August. " I looked at his badge , and back in console. Suddenly, I grabbed my papers. "Here you go, and...here's my registration ."
Once I had a full view at this cop , I was almost in shock . He was gorgeous. Skin almost the color of brown sugar, his curls on his head fell perfectly, he had big full lips, that hid a pair of sharp, vampire like teeth, and amazing eyes. But, I couldn't help but notice , the scars on his arms. They were almost impossible to look at.
"Miss Brown?" He snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Yes?"
"Everything seems to be order . You just have a broken taillight . But, I'm letting you off with a warning." I sighed, relaxing in my chair. "Where you headed anyway?" He asked, and I tensed up again.
"To the prison," he furred his eyebrows,"to visit my boyfriend." he nodded in understanding.
He gave a low chuckle, although there was no humor in his laugh. "You know, Rochelle-Can I call you 'Rochelle'?" I nodded.
"Its real nice for you to wait for him. But, trust me, he won't change. If he really loved you, he wouldn't make you come everyday, wasting your life, he would want you to be happy." This random cop, that I just met today, telling me that my love life is useless. The idea I've tried so hard to shake.
"We have a child." I shook, my hands tight on the steering wheel.
"So that's why you stay?"
"No, I love him.."
"Mm." he grunted , unbelievably . He handed my things back . "Rochelle, when you see this relationship , won't be going no where, give me a call. " He flashed his pearly whites at me. "We can get together sometime." he handed me a small card with his digits. He tipped his hat ," Good day, Rochelle." he placed his hands in his pockets, and began to walk off. "Hey!" I screamed, and he strutted back to my window.
"What's your name, huh?" I asked, he smiled and responded "Chresanto." I nodded, with my bottom lip poked out . He finally walked back to his squad car, not before I got a look at the terrible bruises that laid from his arm to his neck . I wonder what happened to him .
I sat on the other side of the table, as Princeton ate the meal I prepared for him.
"Is it good?" I asked, smiling. He kept his head down, and didn't respond.
"Princeton?"
"What are you keeping from me , Rochelle?" my heart thumped with fear.
"N-Nothing"
"N-nothing ." he mocked me, his eyes full of rage. "Now tell me! You can't fool me, Rocky!"
I noticed we were getting stares from the guards, and few of the prisoners.
"You are making a scene." I mumbled .
He looked around, and back at me. "You're right ," he threw the dish I prepared . "Now tell me ! I hate, I hate liars , Rochelle! You know that! And yet, what are you doing now?"
A guard grabbed his arm, and asked me politely to leave. "Not after she tells me, what's she's been hiding !"
He grew furious now, and climbed on the table in front of me. "TELL ME!"
"We have a child!!!"
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