Abusive Affair (URBAN)

Catching Up.

* Brielle's POV *

"I hereby sentence you 1 year in prison, with no bail." I heard the judge.

Burning tears fell down my face, as I hung my head low. I was found guilty of assaulting my mother.

How could I be so stupid?

A police officer dragged me back to my cell. He told me I would be sent off to prison the next day. I can only imagine what's in store for me.

Dikes, killers and thiefs.. I did NOT want to be anything around that. Knowing my anger issue, I would pop off at any given time.

It's just that, those girls.. are tougher. Meaner! I couldn't possibly compete with that.

I layed back on the cold, hard board they call a bed. And the pillows were even worse.

I thought about many things.. including Camille.

It's been a little over a month since we talked. Bestfriends huh?

I wonder if she even knows what i've done. Knowing my mother, she probably told her.

I just hope Camille would come and see me. I would love to see my bestfriend again. She probably doesn't want to see me.

After all.. I was a fucked up person.

I decided to sleep the rest of the day. Hopefully tomorrow wouldn't be as bad as I'm thinking it would.

* Camille's POV *

"I think I love you..." He whispered.

I was shocked and happy at the same time. He felt the same way I did.

"I think I love you too." I whispered back.

He smiled at me and pecked my lips once more.

"You wanna leave now bae?" He asked.

I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Baby, the doctors said tomorrow." I told him.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't give a fuck, I want you to be back home with me."

I knew I wouldn't win this battle, so I agreed with the plan.

"I gotta go find a wheelchair, be right back." He said before he left.

I shook my head at his crazy ass. That's my baby though. Once I get out this hospital I'm gonna need help like crazy.

I have a cast on my right leg. A brace on my left one. And a sling on my left arm, to support my shoulder.

Brandon came back 10 minutes later, smiling devilishly. He helped me out of the hospital bed and carefully placed me in the wheelchair.

"What if we get in trouble?" I asked kind of scared.

"Nothing is gonna happen. I took care of everything, I promise."

I took his word for it and closed my eyes while he pushed me to the elevator. We went down to the main floor and Brandon pushed me towards his car.

I opened my eyes at that point. There were many females biting their lips at him and trying to get his attention.

I was getting jealous.

"Brandon tell your groupies to stop staring so hard." I mumbled.

He reached down and kissed me roughly. Tongue and all!

"That'll give them something to stare at." He said smirking.

I smirked back at him and glanced at the females. They were looking hella salty now!