The Wanted Girl {A Shawn Michaels Fanfic}.

Chapter 25| Course Of True Love Never Did Run Smooth.

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When I got to the police station, they searched me, fingerprinted me, and did whatever else cops do. They didn't automatically put me in a cell, they told me to sit on a chair. I was worried about Shawn, it's been like an hour since I've seen him because the ride here was very long, we also had to do stops to other places.

I waited and I waited, until I heard the front door open, and I saw Shawn.

"Kelsey! Kelsey! Are you OK," Shawn frighteningly asked while coming in, his face was all scratched up. I wanted to know what they did to him.

4 cops were pulling his arms down, even though he was handcuffed, I don't know if you guys know, but cops putting handcuffs on you hurt as it is, and these f**kers are pulling his arms down even more. They kept dragging him to a room, I assume. They covered his mouth for he can't talk to me, and he still kept telling me something, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Shawn, I'm OK, don't worry, everything is gonna be OK."

And, the last thing he did was nod to me and they took him to another room.

"You need to be quiet, too." One of the officers said to me.

"Well they didn't have to do that to him." I told her in a mad tone because I was f**kin' pissed at my Dad and at these nosy a** bitches.

"Be quiet! Before--"

"Before, what?" I interrupted.

All the other cops yelled at me to "shut up," and started yelling things at me, I zoned out though, 'cause I didn't really give a s**t what they were saying.

I'll be staying here for the next 3 days, then I'll have to find a lawyer, and go to court or I can get one phone call and get bailed out in the next 3 days for $50,000 . I'm gonna get bailed the f**k out of here, f**k these polices. They transferred me to an all women's prison, since they knew I was with Shawn. They didn't want us to be in the same building, I don't even get it, how in the hell will I even talk to Shawn? I fell asleep in the old van they had me in, it smelled like someone's a** crack 😂😂. They had me in shackles and my hands were faced in front of me, instead of behind my back.

The sun was rising, i woke up the next day, and we got to the prison not long after. When I arrived they gave me my prison uniform (orange jail jumpsuit) and took me to my cell, there were 2 other woman in there with me. I was honestly scared, they were African Americans, they had tattoos all over themselves, scars, they were taller than I was. I'm just 5'6 and had one tattoo on my stomach. There were only two beds, I wondered where I was gonna sleep at.

When the officers closed the cell door behind me, they stared at me, "Uhm, hello?" I nervously asked.

They both stood over me, "What's your name?" One of them inquired.

"M...m.mine." I stuttered.

"Y....y...yes." They mocked.

"My na...name is Kelsey."

"Well, Kelsey, I'm Erika and this one is Shayla. How long are you in here?" She asked.

"Uhh, 3 days."

"Ohh, you're not here for long. Aigh't, you're so small."

I looked at myself, "Gee, I didn't know."