Juvi // Fillie [COMPLETED]

16.

   The more we got closer to the visitor center, the more my stomach turned and flipped upside down.
What is happening? Who would ask to see me? Mom?
I had no idea who it could be. A part of me wanted to just turn around and run the other direction. But then I told myself,
No. No more running. Face it. Fight it.
I was wearing cuffs, as we had to, but I just wanted to be free of them, and feel normal, talking to the outside world . Suddenly, we came to a stop. My heart dropped, as I realized we had made it. "Okay young lady, step right in there and head to booth 11.", he said, as I fake smiled. "Wait, um officer can you please release me from my cuffs? I promise I won't do anything. They hurt me.", I say, as he sighs, and unlocks them. I smile at him, and walk in to the room.
I couldn't take it. The nerves were taking over.
I walked to booth 11, with my head down, not wanting to look at the person on the other side.
"M-Millie.", a male voice said. I slowly, lifted my head, and met with his eyes.
No. No. No.
"J-J-Jacob?"

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   "What in god's name are you doing here." I say, sitting in the chair across from him. "I needed to see you. I needed to talk. I jus-" "Stop. Right now. Jacob. It's been 2 years! 2 fucking years!", I yell, wanting to kill him right then and there. "Millie please, I need you back in my life." I laugh, leaning my head back. "Are you serious? Are you actually fucking serious?" I say, annoyance in my voice. "I'm going to bail you, Millie. I don't care. We need to chat. Somewhere else." He says, as I boil, ready to blow. "NO JACOB! No! Get the hell out of here! Get out of my life! I hate you! I never want to see you again you dickhead!", I scream at the top of my lungs, catching the attention of the security guard. "I don't give a shit whether you bail me, you fucker", I say, calming down, yet still anger in my voice. "It doesn't matter. I would rather kill myself than ever be with you." I say, sitting back in the cold metal chair. "Millie. I will get you out.", he says, already getting ready to leave. I slam my fist on the white counter, my fingernails digging into my palms. It catches his attention, as he comes closer. "Jacob, let me tell you a little something.", I say, as he furrows his eyebrows. "If you get me out of here, I will fucking kill you to get me back in." I say, as I back away flipping him off, leaving him in complete shock.
"I'm done with that dickhead, officer." I say, as he opens the door, and let's me back in.

   I open the door to the cell with full force, and practically stomp inside, anger inside of me. I wanted to take it out on Jacob. I wanted to kill that crazy fucker. I look around for Finn, and realize he was probably at lunch.
I'm not hungry.
I just sit of my bed, moving my legs up and down like an insane person.
"I'm going to get you out."
I turn to my pillow, and shove my face into it. I cry, scream, and let every single emotion pour onto the helpless pillow. I cried so much in anger and frustration, that my lung was practically coughed up and on the bed.
But it felt good. I needed that.
I finally stop crying, my anger calming, as well as my nerves. I decide to just lay in bed for the rest of the day, looking at the ceiling, and thinking.
Get me out? Ha! No way in hell.
Every time I thought about what happened earlier, I would just laugh to myself, and think of how dumb Jacob really was. He cheated on me, I killed his "real" girlfriend, and I ended up here. What else does that fucker want? I then started thinking if he was going to listen to me.
If you get me out of here, I will fucking kill you to get back in.
Let me just say this.
He better have listened.
Because if tomorrow I hear a damm officer say my name, and have me released,

He's dead.

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A/N: Hey guys hope you enjoyed this chap! Ily all and hope to update asap.
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