They took me into a jail sell and held me in there for about an hour. As I sat there, pregnant in a cell, it gave me enough time to catch my composure and actually think. I couldn't of killed my father, all I did was knock him out. Could the blow to the head slowly kill him? Was I somehow imagining he was breathing? Jesus I don't know and it makes my stomach twist in bad ways just thinking of what's going to happen to me now.
Then, an officer came into my cell and told me to follow him, so I did. "Surprised a sweet ole girl like yourself can commit murder." the officer stated and I quickly got defensive "I didn't kill my father!" I exclaimed in anger and he just shook his head and led me to a room. In the room I saw a man with a box haircut, dark skin, brown eyes, jade blue dress shirt, black tie, black pants, and dress shoes. "Ah Miss Bridges, come and sit down." he said, and I slowly walked to the seat and sat down right across from the man. "So, we found your dad's lifeless body on the ground with a bullet hole in his head, and found your fingerprints in the gun found in the house. You wanna explain?" he explained and I felt like my heart skipped a beat. Someone had been framing me because there is no way I shot him. "Someone must of came into my fathers house with a gun similar to the one in the house and shot him." I explained and he chuckled, like he knew I was lying which I'm not. "So that someone happen to have the same exact gun as the one we found YOUR fingerprints on?" he asked me, and my anger started to build due to the fact that I knew no one would believe me, so I stayed silent. "Solent treatment, it's okay. Once the trial comes you'll get what's coming to you Uni." the detective said and then walked me back to my cell to rot until the trial.
Once the trial came, I saw my entire family here to support me, even my Uncle Edwin came. He's my mother's older brother, but he was placed in a foster home before when she was a baby. It wasn't until she was an adult where she really meets him. Ben was heart broken because of the lost of our dad, but he knew I would never kill him, and so did everyone else. When the trial started, I was the first witness up. They me tons of questions, talking about my personal life and the drug addictions, but there was one specific question that stood out to me. "How was you and Marshall's relationship?" the lawyer asked and I contemplated what to say. If I said what he really did that would portray to people that I did kill him, but if I lie then that would be perjury. So then, I made my decision "My father abused me my entire life. He beat me and call me a nasty names to diminish my self of steam as a child. Every time I had any type of problem he would hit me and tell me not to be a bitch about it. I hate my father, I hate everything he did to me, but I didn't kill him." I said, and the court became silent, I knew I made a huge mistake. Im dead.
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The Life of Uni Bridges
General FictionThis is my life story. From when I was born to when to all the events that have happened in my life. My life isn't the fairy tail story, it's a nightmare. I grew up with my father and mother and my little brother, and the years I spent in that house...