Xavier's POV
My orange jumpsuits was dirty and smelled like shit. I started to reminisce about me and Heaven happy together. Regretting everything I did to hurt her. I was irritated while my nigga repeatedly yelled my name.
"What the fuck you want nigga?!" I responded to his unsophisticated ass. I sat up and looked straight at him with soft eyes. I haven't slept in days. His light blonde hair glowed with the bright sunlight.
"What you gon do wit ole girl? She don't know you in jail." Jarvis asked sitting on his mattress and biting his nonexistent nails.
Jarvis was a light skin sickening person who stayed on drugs and going in and out of jail. His mom and dad were drug addicts. We both got caught selling drugs because of some bull shit he put me in.
"Don't worry bout my ole girl worry bout yours and how you gotta pay child support." I shot back and laughed as he flipped me off with a mad expression.
I stared at the grey dirty wall as the smell of dog shit and piss flew throughout the whole station. Starting to miss being in Heaven's embrace.
The door of the center slammed as one of the police officers with a young tall man walked to my cell. He had red dark curly hair, smooth dark skin, buff, and tall...Heaven's type of men.
"You want a neighbor?" The cop questioned yanking the guy by his arm making him sigh.
"Nahh I'm coo." I responded I threw my hand up in disgust. Not trying to fucking smell shit everyday. The guy raised his eyebrow making me do the same.
"The fuck you lookin at cuz?" I stood to my feet as my feet touched the cold dirty grey concrete. I shivered every step I took.
I walked over to the rails and wrapped my fingers around them feeling the cold, dirty rails press my fingers while staring at him with a straight face.
"My nigga do you have a problem?" His arms swung making the cuffs shake. The cop gripped onto his arm tighter and went down the hall. Leaving me and Jarvis laughing.
