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• Tuesday | May 1, 2018 | 08:47am •
Tahj
"we're here fish" Rivera said as the bus slowed down
Hopefully this will be the last time I'm on this rotten egg smelling bus. Well second to last since I would have to go back to the jail to get released from there...if everything goes good.
The bus finally parked behind the courthouse and Rivera and two other guards escorted me off as if I was a terrorist or something.
They led me in through the back to avoid all the cameras and shit. I think there's another case going on that's pretty huge for the press to be here.
"you're allowed 20 minutes with your lawyer before the trial I was told, make good use of it" He said while leading me through the courthouse
We ended up at a empty room which was used for conferences. Christopher wasn't there yet but Rivera allowed me to sit inside and wait for him while he and the other two guarded the door outside. That's pretty stupid to me considering I could attempt to jump out the window and run or other shit but I guess they realize I'm not that stupid.
As I sat there bored out of my mind waiting for Chris to come the phone in the center of the conference table began to ring. I just stared at it and watched it ring since it wasn't for me and I didn't know who it was.
After a couple of seconds it finally stopped giving me peace of mind, but then it began to ring again. I don't know if it was because I was already anxious, but the sound was very irritating, and it wouldn't stop.
"Hello!" I yelled into it when I finally picked it up
"Hey baby...what's the matter?"
My eyes widened when he said that. I knew that voice all to well. That voice was supposed to be dead.
"who's this?" I asked even though I knew, I was just hoping I'd be wrong
"you forgot me already, now that just breaks my heart"
"h-h-how? you're dead..." I stuttered
"reality is merely just an illusion my love, albeit a very persistent one"
"you're sick. you drug me, rape me, stalk me, try and blame me for the rape. then you tell me to keep my boyfriend happy, but then fake your own death just so I could rot in jail. all for what? what the fuck do you gain from this? why don't you just kill me already? I mean you're just trying to prove a point to Emerson right, for whatever wrong he's done to you?"
