The sound of the judge's gavel makes me super nervous. This whole week I had positive hopes that i'll just get a slap on the wrist, but now all of crap went out the window. It was went he hit it, that made me realize what's going on around me. I'm in a court room, waiting for my fate to be given. I don't know what took over me. I just kept hitting until I felt bones crack. God, I could've killed her. I probably did kill her, I don't know. These police guards won't tell me anything, is it really that bad.
"Two year probation for setting a house on fire. Two years for rehab. It is to our understanding that you were intoxicated at the time. Court adjourned" I let out a breath i've been holding in for I don't know how long. Me and my attorney, Ms. Robinson, walked outside.
"Thank you" I said.
"No problem"
"What happened to Libbie, no one would tell me in jail"
"She was an escapee. She broke out of a woman's prison in New York and came out here"
"What, why was she in jail"
"She lived a horrible life, influenced by the wrong people after you left. She started stripping at a club. Then prostituting. While doing so she met a guy who got her to start smuggling drugs across the border since she was mexican. It was all horrible to begin with, but just be happy you didn't turn out that way"
While she's speaking all I can do is go down memory lane. I forgot about my old life before I met Jaden. See, I didn't have a great childhood. My mom was a prostitute and my dad was a famous basketball player who abandoned us. I took care of my five brothers and sisters while still trying to go to school. Then one day I came home and found my mom dead in her room. The paramedics said she overdosed. I guess my dad heard about it because he reached out to us and we had to go live with him. It was hard for me to just forgive him though, I mean he left for his career, leaving me to take care of five other kids, while I was still one myself. I had to grow up fast, no boyfriends or parties. Then I met Jaden when he was skating and bumped into me. I would say it was love at first sight but it was just hormones for never seeing a boy except for my brothers. We started dating and then I got into a college in California. My dad let me move out there since he knew I would be in good hands and it was my dream college. Until I got expelled for having answers to all my tests in my dorm. But I swear they weren't mine, I was framed, but that's a whole nother story. I didn't tell my dad because he would make me move back so it'd just been my little secret. By then I had met Ethan and he was a dick. It hurts to know that while I have had my life do a 360 my only friend from back when was suffering. No I don't forgive her, but maybe she wanted revenge. I don't know.
*At Rehab*
"Okay so the way we introduce ourselves is to say our name and what we are addicted to" Said my bitchy guidance couselor. She's so stuck up. I don't even listen to her anymore I just smile and nod. And the people here are rich, white, and "depressed". They're here for shit like a dog dying or they're parents divorcing.
"April...April"
"What" I said alert.
"It's your turn"
"Okay. Hi, i'm April Mendoza and I am not addicted to cocaine" Priscella, the counselor, shook her head.
"You're in denial"
"No i'm in hell. To be addicted you can't stop doing something. I can stop cocaine. I already have i'm two mothns clean"
"But what if you relaspe"
"Oh please by the time i'm out of here i'll have long forgotten the high cocaine gave me. I don't even want it, if it got me in a shit hole like this"
"Drugs, didn't get you here you did"
"My thoughts and actions were heavily influenced by cocaine, it was like I wasn't even myself"
"I see we're not getting anywhere with this. Maria, your turn"
