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Sydney

"So you are telling me that i should press charges back?" I asked looking confused at my lawyer.

"Thats what it may sound like but its not that, its more of a how do you say .... clap back" he rubs his chin.

"That ks the most stupiest thing that has ever left your mouth," i burst into a fit of laughter. So let me yell you guys what the hell is going on right now.

So pretty much my parents called the lawyer in to help "discuss" what needs to happen because i habe been handcuffed to this bed for two days now.

"This is not a laughing matter this boys parents are ferious, they want your head on a stick and quite frankly i would feel the same if a girl beat the shit out of my son like that," my uncle says. Yes my fucking uncle is the family laywer.

"Look will they settle for an im sorry?" I question. He looks at me all mad.
"I take that a s no..." i finish off. Th is is irritating. I get called a hoe and yet im getting punished for standing up for me.

He is my uncle by the way. But he is here to help clear some air bc i could 1. Got to jail
2.ankle monitor
3. Get off scot free.

Lets hope for three. We were interuped by a knock on the door. In comes the popo. I roll my eyes and they shake hands with my uncle.

"How are you feeling today sydney?" Officer Mason asks. I stau silent he is hot.

"Look we have to come up with some type of punishment the curt is leaning towards jail and ankle monitor, but if you can explain and give names we can get you off free

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"Look we have to come up with some type of punishment the curt is leaning towards jail and ankle monitor, but if you can explain and give names we can get you off free. And we both k kw thats what you want," he says. He may be cute but im not a snitch and i have my own style of getting what i want.

"You want to know what i want, i want you to uncuff me im not going anywhere, and i want to get off scot free but i dont know what you huys want to know," i state in a matter-a-fact type voice.

He sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose. This makes me smile knowing that im being difficult and then the smile goes struaght off my face when i see my uncle glaring at me.

"Ill talk for her from now on and we all know that she will do what ever it takes-" i cut him off.

"Call my mom and dad nithing else will be said until they get here." I state. Im sock of this and you know what they say mother knows best.

"Fine," they say at the same time.

Hey hwy ppeps long tome not talk yea i know there are many typos but update coming soon😗😘

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