India's POV
Sunday July 5, 2019
10:23 pm
"Back seat of the police car"How could this be? There's no way the person in that picture could be in an active case. My mind flurries with thoughts. The pain in my head felt life taking. I cried watching the streets of Atlanta blur my mind on the way to the station.
"Right when I try to get my life together something is always there to turn me around back in the wrong path."
"I cannot believe I got arrested and for what." We arrived at the station and they pulled me into the questioning room.
"India we need you to cooperate with us, we need to find this man." The officer told me.
I just stared at him with tears building up in my eyes blurring my vision.
"Where is this man India" the officer asked.
"I don't know ... even if I knew I wouldn't tell you until I get answers. Why am I here? What is the case about?" I am so in a loop.
"Ma'am this man is an active case he has committed 13 murders so far and we think he may be on the way to kill more people." I stared in disbelief .
The person I thought I knew would never do nothing like this.
"He would never do something like that. I don't believe it." I said.
"So you do know this man, what is his name and who is he." The officer asked.
I didn't want to give him up but I knew I had to.
"His name.. his name is Jayce Royale, but there is no way he can be the person you are looking for because he is dead." I said .
How could my dad be alive and an active criminal at that.
"That's all we needed in fact we didn't even need that information we have the person in custody."
My eyes widened. In custody? How. "I NEED TO SEE HIM...please"
I walked out the questioning room to see my dad walking to the back . My mouth dropped.
"Dad...why" he kept walking. I walked to the front desk to ask about his bond.
"Right now ma'am we don't know but it's going to be above $25,000"
I was no where near the amount they needed. I know I couldn't leave my dad locked up so my decision on going to the strip club was final. I went to the nearest Walmart to get some sweats to throw on and some sandals . Wasting my money again. I didn't have my phone on me so I had to use the Walmart phone to call an taxi to go to "Exotic Peach" I've heard about this club for a while and they always get good clientele.
𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲: India I need you to respond to me. Where are you?
I got to the club to audition , it was so many pretty girls here with their snatched waist and big boobs. It made me feel so insecure . They probably weren't even going to hire someone like me . I looked around and there was so much money on the floor . I went to find the club manager.
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Hustless Nights
RomanceThe meaning of the title- I made up hustless nights from sleepless nights, meaning it's never a night where they aren't grinding to get to where they are. This story has mature content ! This is an good love story with India x Durk -Enjoy!