Bad Behavior

Chapter 10

Vanessa in M/M

Vanessa POV

I drove away from the Houston airport, now on my way to Gatesville prison.

After some convincing, I was able to force mama on the flight to Detroit. She hated the fact that she had to leave Louisiana to avoid getting caught, and go to Detroit. Louisiana got shut down, claiming an inmate had escaped. They're not letting anybody in or out of Louisiana until they find her, it was best to send her to Michigan. Luckily, we got out of there before they issued a report statement.

I turned into the huge parking lot, parked and got out. I walked up to the front desk in hopes this receptionist wouldn't be like the last receptionist.

"Hi, I'm here to visit my mother."I rested my hand on top of the desk as I stood, waiting on a response.

"Name?"She asked.

"Vanessa Hazel Summers, here to see Melanie Summers."I spoke, using my real name. "Sign here and here, then Officer Nate can take you."She slid a clipboard my way along with a pen. I signed it, writing my fake name down instead of my real one. Officer Nate took me outside, to the visiting area.

"Mommy!"I semi-yelled when I saw her trudging along. I quieted down when the officer gave me a dirty look.

She sat down, her head hanging low as Nate took the handcuffs off of her. "Mommy?"I whispered.

Her head shot up. She studied my face, I guess making sure it was really me, before smiling. "Don't you think you're too old to still be calling my name like that!"She chuckled. "Well, Melanie,"I corrected myself, jokingly.

"Relax kid, call me that how ever you want however long you want, I don't care."

Now it was my turn to smile.

"Looking mo' and mo' like ya mama everyday."She spoke.

"Y'all ain't even know what I looked like at twelve, not even last year."

"I would if ya mama had never set me up. I got life in this hell hole. Is she still in jail?"

"No. I got her out. Issa long story, saved for a different day."

"Oh."

"So you went for her first."

"Kinda. I didn't know what jail you was in until she told me."

"Mh."

"Serious mama! Fighting the first month! Really!"I exclaimed. "Why?"

"My old roommate tried to stab me. Instead, I stabbed her."She shrugged.

"Mean ass! Just mean."I shook my head. Momma was never the sit around and let it happen type of person, she would do something. Momma never shut up, she fights back. Sometimes though, she needs to let stuff go. Whatever...

"Aye, language."

"I'ma grown woman ma."

"Ion care. Don't nobody want somebody with a filthy ass mouth."

"Then why did mama want you?"

She went silent.

"My birthday is in two days."

"I know. I apologize for not being there for the rest. That broke my heart every year."

"It's okay, you'll be there for this one."