Two Hearts Collided

Chapter 14: Stupid cop

We took turns for three hours just holding him without speaking.

"You're going to jail." I warn.

"No I'm not." He waves me off.

"You ran from the cops." I remind him. "Speaking of someone who has been for jail for that, I can say you are going to jail."

"You were in labor." He points out.

"They won't care. Not until court."

"Well then I guess I'm lucky that we're rich. You can bail me out."

I puff out a sigh. "You know it takes days, right? Sometimes it takes weeks...months...years. You have to go to court to put them on bail."

Silence. "I'm really sorry honey. I didn't know that."

I shrug in response. "It's fine."

It's not fine tough. I want him and need him with me in the next few weeks. We have a son now, and I'm going to have to take care of him all by myself.

Carter sighs. "It's not fine." When I don't answer, he says, "I suppose I should go get the family?"

I nod and he gets up and walks out of the room without a word.

I grab my phone, with Carter somehow managed to grab, and I go on google and search how long will I go to jail for running from the cops?

I click on the first link that isn't Yahoo Answers.

He's probably going to be charged with eluding the police.

I read one of them and sigh loudly. He faces the probability of probation, fine, and or a jail sentence.

Fucking wonderful. I hope to god it's just a fine. I'm having him hire a criminal defense attorney to keep it off of his record. They will hopefully be able to get the charge reduced to a lesser offense and he won't have to go to court but he'll have to pay a fine and court costs.

I put my phone down and look at Justin, who is fast asleep.

The door opens and I hear hushed whispers and our relatives and friends shushing each other.

I force myself to look up to see Lucy standing right next to my bed, looking like she's going to rip my head off if I don't hand her my son.

I laugh softly and hand him to her.

"Oh my god. He's so cute. He looks just like you guys!" she whispers.

Somehow, he knows he's not in his mother's arms anymore and he wakes up and starts screaming. She looks scared suddenly and she immediately hands him back to me. He keeps screaming.

His diaper doesn't need changed...

He's hungry.

I pull the blankets up higher and try to feed him. He attaches himself to me and the only sound is him sucking away.

Holy shit that feels weird.

"Weird, right?" Sierra asks. I nod.

"Does it feel good?" Carter asks, waggling his eyebrows.

"You're a pervert." I mutter, hitting his arm with my right hand, my left holding Justin.

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Staying the two nights in the hospital wasn't that bad. It was actually kind of easy because I had Carter. Kyle told me that if Carter gets arrested to call him and he and Sierra will come stay with me with the triplets to help me with Justin.

I'm going to take him up on that offer.

Carter and I are getting ready to leave. I put back on the clothes I came here in because they weren't dirty anyways. Justin is buckled in his car seat and the sun shade is pulled to cover the whole thing. I don't want the media to see him just yet.

"Ready?" Carter asks.

I nod and we walk off.

"I have a feeling you're getting arrested today." I whisper.

"Me too." Carter sighs.

"Don't pick fights in the lunch room even though it's really tempting. Talk to your cellmates and be friends with them. They may seem terrifying but most of them re pretty fucking awesome. I met Marcus in jail."

He stops walking. "He lived four houses down from you."

"I know that but we didn't know it then. I got put in jail the first time for spray painting fuck you on my principal's new car, and then I ran from the cops. I was cellmates with Marcus."

He smirks, shaking his head.

"Trust me." I say. "Become friends with your cellmate and you'll actually have fun. Do not get into fights. You'll get tazed and they'll just hold it against you in court."

He nods and we go outside and holy shit, there is so much paparazzi.

Carter keeps me and Justin protected. He takes Justin's seat. "Get in the car." He orders.

I do as I'm told, and he buckles puts Justin's seat in the middle and he rushes around to the front seat, and he takes off, making sure not to hit the paps.

He should hit them.

We get out of the parking lot safely and head down the street, getting on the highway.

I lean my head against the window, and my entire body tenses when I see a cop cut off the car behind us. Carter sees it too, and he sighs heavily.

"I love you." He says as the cop turns on his sirens.

"I love you too." I whisper.

He pulls over and the cop doesn't waste any time.

"License and registration please." He says.

Carter gets out his license and then leans over my lap to get the registration from the glove compartment.

"Step out of the car please." He says.

I could seriously cry right now.

You stupid fucking cop! Do you realize we just had a child! Our first child? Do you know how much I need my husband? You fucking cunt. Go die in a fucking ditch.

"You are under arrest for speeding and evading the police." He says. "Put your hands behind your back. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to a lawyer. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand?"

Carter doesn't even say anything, he just nods.

The fucking paps are taking pictures of this.

I don't even move the car until Carter is in the back and the cop car is out of sight.

I move to the driver's seat and I turn off the emergency lights and put the car in drive and head home.

I realize with a sinking feeling that my fucking inhaler is in Carter's pocket.

I start crying and call Kyle.

"Sup sis." He says.

"He's gone. They fucking arrested him! What am I going to do? I don't know what the fuck to do! He has my fucking inhaler!"

"Okay. We're on our way. Deep breaths, alright? Keep yourself calm. You have your other inhaler at home, remember? Calm down."

"Okay." I whisper.

"It's going to be just fine." He reassures me.

I fucking hope so.