𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘢 | 𝙹𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝙹𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎

3

Jahaan

I stared at the wall. I often found myself overthinking about what I could have done differently or how I got into this situation in the first place.

"Jahaan Jasiel Please stand"

My heart was racing, this verdict would determine the rest of my life. I turned around and looked at my mother and Jaylah, they both shot me small smiles. 'I love you' I mouthed to her.

"As to the account of murder in the first degree.." My head snapped back toward the front.

"The jury finds the defendant.."

This is it.

"Guilty."

My head was spinning, I couldn't breathe, It was too many emotions at one time.

Me? Guilty? I turned back around to see my mother with her head in her hands and Jaylah hugging her with tears streaming down her face. Jaylah looked back to me and Mouthed

'I love you more'

They gave me 15 years. 15 years for a Murder I did not commit, Straight bullshit if you ask me. When I'm alone in my cell my mind wanders and all I could think about was Jaylah.
I missed her too much, way to much.
I found a way to entertain myself by making scenarios in my head, about what could have been.

What should have been.

A bell rung and that meant it was time to go into the common area. I pushed my self up groaning, I already knew it was gonna be some bull shit. I walked out of my cell and got pushed into a wall.

I looked and it was some bald head ass nigga and his stumpy friend

"Yo watch where the fuck you going!" The bald one yelled at me.

"You bumped me bitch" I added emphasis on 'you'

"What the fuck you say to me" He started to walk toward me before his friend pulled him back. "He ain't even worth it yo" His friend looked at me and walked off, Bald head following closely behind. I started to walk toward the commons and once I got there I scanned the room for an empty chair, finding one in the corner. I went over and sat in it looking at the floor.

I heard heavy footsteps coming toward me and I looked up and saw that dumb big ass guard, he had a smug grin on his face.

"Sup homie" He held his hand out for me to shake. Is he serious right now? I looked at his face and back at his hand and to the ground. He chuckled and pulled his hand away. "What's the matter boy I ain't speaking black enough for you dawg?" He leaned toward me"I know you understand it nigga boy" He whispered and He laughed more. He thought he was funny? Well I was funnier. I started to snort like a pig, I looked at him and he had a confused look on his face. "What's the matter I ain't speakin pig enough for you? You a cop right, you should understand it perfectly." I leaned back in my chair. He stood there still staring at me with a shitty look on his face. '"fuck you still standing here for? Go find you some business. Dawg." I shooed him away and looked down at my nails

I Heard snickering next to me, I looked up and saw that it was two guys. One was short with dreads, stubby and darkskin while the other was the same but taller.

"Yo you funny" the short one said. "Yeah you really got in his racist ass" The other commented. "Thanks Preciate it." I looked away, wasn't really tryna socialize.

"So what's your name" The tall one asked.

before he could get a word out a guard called for me, He told me I Had a call. I went to the phone and put it to my ear.

"Jahaan I'm coming to see you tomorrow. It's some shit we need to go over, you wont be in there long" Her voice was very low.

"Wassup baby I miss you, what you talkin about?" I was confused.

"I miss you too baby. I'll see you soon" and with that she hung up. I looked at the phone and put it back on the wall.

"The fuck?" I whispered to myself.

"You wont be in there long"