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Saige POV:

I'm such a fucking idiot. I think to myself as I walk through the dark campus, street lamps being the only source of light.My footsteps echoing as they come in contact with concrete is the only noise.I should have never allowed that girl to take me back to her place, I should have just driven my car like always and taken her to mine. I met a woman at a bar not too far from here and to say the least we hit off. 

She bought me drinks. I bought her drinks, and when sober enough to make 'level headed decisions' thirty minutes later her lips were wrapped around my cock back in her dorm. Most would call this a successful night, but when I didn't want to stay and cuddle  with her and allow her to get to know me on some kind of deeper level by divulging my every thought she kicked me out on my ass tossing my satchel out the door with me.

Not like this hasn't happened to me before, I cant count the number of women I've pissed off in one way or another, but the thing is its not like that's my intention, it just happens.However, I make no apology for it, I'm known for doing shit like this, its not my fault if a woman chooses to think farther into having my attention for a night and confusing it with actual intimacy. 

Rounding the corner  I see flashing red and blue lights and immediately know I'm screwed. "God damnit..'' I bite my lip and consider my chances with running. This will be my third time being caught on campus past curfew. I lounge my hands in my pockets to try to keep cool as I stand and allow a man in uniform approach me as he shines a flashlight in my face damn near blinding me as I wince in discomfort.

As he comes closer I see the chubby little balding  man  and I think about how the only thing that would give a man like him the bravery to approach someone like me is a badge and I cant help but to let out a chuckle.

"Something funny?" the campus officer pushes the flashlight closer my face ", id love a good laugh.''

"No, Sir," I resist the urge of rolling my eyes at this dick.

He lowers the flash light holstering it back into his belt ", you got some form of ID on you, kid?"

I look down at my satchel calmly moving to open it but screwing my eyes shut in the annoying realization that i didn't grab my wallet out of my car before leaving with that girl but somehow remembered to grab Sanaa's fucking journal. I huff " I don't," I pad down my my pockets "its in my car that's notcurrently on campus."

"Well, that don't look too good for you, now does it?" he sneers.

 "Look man, I just want to get back to my car," I defend  ", Saige Alexander," I point to myself ",I'm a student here but I don't live on campus" I throw my hands up in defense to further my case.

"You should'nt be here this late," he jabs his chubby finger into my chest and I grit my teeth to hold my tongue. "Especially without a photo Id" he further presses.

My tolerances reaches its peak and I push him away from me causing him to stumble but not hard enough to knock him down. I understand that I am in the wrong, ill admit that, but you're not going to fucking touch me.

The tiny man in uniform regains composer and now has a twisted scowl. "Hands behind your back" he commands.

"What the hell?No I'm no-"

"Hands behind your back, NOW!" he spits stepping closer to me. I don't want any trouble so I make the decision to reluctantly  comply. He pulls out cuffs and roughly grabs me by the collar of my shirt to turn me around to place the cuffs on my wrist.During the commotion I hear footsteps coming up behind us.