Unmarked, Unclaimed

The Visit

Avery POV

"Gooood Morning Los Angeles. It's 6 am on this fine Tuesday morning. Today is April 16th and it's gonna be heating up as we reach a high of 85. Social Topics coming later but for now, I'll be playing the new #1 weekly record by Rae Sremmurd this one's called No Type."

I rolled over and lowered my radio as I proceeded to get out of bed. Today I had to go see Khalil for our monthly visits and the earliest I could go was 8. Khalil never wanted me to make our visits the most important thing on my agenda, so he demanded that I only needed to see him once a month. Nothing more, nothing less that's how it's always been. The county jail was about 45 minutes away so I seriously needed to get a move on.

I threw my pillows off of my bed and shook the sheets. After remaking my bed I grabbed my phone and went into the bathroom turning on my shower. As the water warmed up I brushed my teeth and applied my morning facial mask. I stepped into the shower and let the water run down my body.

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As I stepped out of the shower I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. Before going back into my room I washed my facial mask off. Once finished with that I walked back into my room and dried off.

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I looked in my full body mirror as I smoothed down my black pencil skirt that went perfectly with my yellow/gold-like blouse and my black colored red bottoms. I walked in the bathroom a final time to place some eyeliner and lip gloss on. I grabbed my purse from my bed and made my way downstairs. My final stop was in the kitchen for a bottle of Fiji water and a banana. I locked up my house and made my way to my 2015 Lexus. As I made my way out of my driveway I realized it was 7:05. Perfect timing. I turned up the radio and blasted my all-time favorite: Planez by Jeremiah and J.Cole.

*Song Lyrics*

I sang along with them as I made my way to the jail. Since it was early in the morning and traffic was heavy it took a little longer to get there than I anticipated. Once arriving at the jail, I cut my car off, grabbed my purse from the passenger seat and locked my doors. As I made my way into the jail I could feel a pair of eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. I shook it off and went to the main desk area.

"Good Morning Ms. Dixon, how are you doing this morning?" asked Tommy. Tommy was a medium-aged man in his late 30's and to be honest with you he was the coolest white police guard I had ever meet.

"All is well for now, how are you, Tommy?" I asked as I gave him my bag and my drivers license.

"Wonderful, the Mrs. had our little boy Sunday night."

"Oh my goodness, Congratulations what's his name?" I asked as he handed me my things back.

"Levi Warren, he came in weighing, 7 pounds and 2 ounces," he said proudly as he flashed a smile.

"Levi, I always liked that name, Congrats again Tommy and I want to see some pictures next time I come, okay?"

"Yes ma'am" he yelled as I approached the opening for the seating section.

After taking a seat, I pulled out my notebook and wrote down a few questions I wanted to introduce to my trainee group when I got to the yearly convention that started in just a few hours.

"Pick your head up girl" I heard a deep voice say.

I looked up and show that it was Khalil, in the last month he had grown a beard, dropped a little weight, gained some muscles and got darker, making his complexion rich chocolate. I hopped up from my seat and smoothed my skirt down before giving him a hug. I pulled away from him and gave him a small kiss on the lips. French Kissing wasn't allowed because it opened up the opportunity of drug and weapon trading.