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Tyler's P.O.V

I wake up in a musty ass cell that smells like someone threw up inside of it. I shake my head and stand up, looking around. 

"How the fuck did i get here? The fuck happened?" I mumble as i wash my face with this nasty ass water. I look down and see scratches on my arms and neck. The fuck. What did i do? I watch as a female guard comes up to my cell. 

"Mr. Okonma? You have a visitor here to see you." I nod and walk towards the door. As she leads me to the visiting room, I see a bunch of niggas staring me up and down.

  "Pussy." I hear someone say as I walk by. 

"The fuck you just say nigga?" I turn and stare at him, yelling loud enough for an echo to be heard in the hallway. The guard yanks me away and forcefully pushes me into visitation. I smile as I see Solana sitting at a table. After the guard takes my handcuffs off, I hurry over to her and sit in front of her. I see her flinch a bit as i reach to caress her face.

Solana's P.O.V

I can't help but to flinch a bit and tear up when i see Tyler. How could he do that to me? I try not to make eye contact with him and bite down hard on my bottom lip to keep from crying. 

"Lana what's wrong?" he asks as he grabs my hand. I snatch it back and stare at him. 

"Why the fuck would you do that Tyler? I trusted you." I lean back in my seat and wipe my eyes as tears start to come out.

  "Do what? Solana I don't even know why I'm here right now. Tell me what happened." I look at him and search his eyes for the truth. He really doesn't know. I sigh and put my head in my hands and run them through my hair. 

"Y-you..you raped me Tyler." He looks taken aback for a moment and shakes his head, chuckling.

  "Sol you know me. I'd never do that to you. Tell me what really happened." I look up in disgust. Reaching over, I backhand him. 

"CLEARLY THAT'S A LIE. I CAN BARELY WALK TYLER. HERE YOU ARE LAUGHING WHEN YOU HURT ME. YOU SCARRED ME." I point to the marks on my neck.

  "THIS IS FROM YOU CHOKING ME UNTIL I FUCKING PASSED OUT." Tears start streaming down my face as I pull up my sleeves, not caring that more guards are heading towards our table.

  "YOU SEE THESE BRUISES? YOU DID THAT. FUCK YOU TYLER!" I scream as i'm pulled out of the visitation, back to the entrance of the jail.

I sit in my car banging my hands against the steering wheel, sobbing. I try to catch my breath and reach for my phone. I text Earl, trying to see while the tears still fill my eyes. I pull out of the parking lot and speed down the highway, not caring how reckless I'm driving. I pull into Earl's driveway sloppily, jumping out of my car and running to his door. He opens it just in time and i wrap my arms around his neck, crying on his shoulder.

"Lana what's wrong? Did something happen with Tyler?" he asks as he pulls me inside and closes the door behind us. I nod and grip the back of his shirt, hiccuping between each breath i take. He rubs my back and leads me upstairs. I sit on his bed and stare down at my hands. Earl comes back into the room and lifts my face up, and starts to wipe it with a wet rag. 

"Thank you Neruda." I say, slightly smirking and hiccuping again. He rolls his eyes and lays down beside me, wrapping his arms around me. I fall asleep in his arms and don't look forward to getting up.



Hello again folks. I have returned. Ace shall return. Another update tonight/early AM (like 2 AM or something) Go check out my new book while you're at it.

- T <3

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