We rushed down to the police station, tears streaming down my pale cheeks. My son and cocaine don't mix. I know my son well enough to know that Jackie would never touch drugs. I know Drew has something to do with this, but right now I need to focus on Jackie, not Drew.
When we got there, they pointed us towards where Jackie was being held at, and we ran to him. We got there, his hair a mess and clothes dirty, with a cut on his right cheek. "Jackie." I called and he looked up happily to see us. He stood up abruptly and walked towards the bars "Mom, Jimmy! Thank God you guys are here!" He exclaimed, and we was confused on what had happened. "Jackie? What the hell happen? Why did they find crack on you?" I asked him, wanting to know the truth in the matter. Jackie paused, I knew he didn't want to tell me the reason, but he also knows that he has know choice in the matter. "Das wanted me to sell some crack to earn him some quick cash, Once I went to my first dealer, the cops pulled up and arrested me." he explained and my blood pressure blew up greatly, so much that my pale face became red with furious anger. "Look, once you tell the cops Drew gave you the drugs, they'll let you go." I explained to him, but then he scratched the back of his head, like he didn't want to tell me something. "I'm not telling the police. I'm taking full responsibility for it." He stated, and my heart was beating so rapidly I thought I was going to have a heart attack. "Jackie, you had thirty bags of cocaine. This is a felony you're facing years in federal prison." Jimmy explained to him. Imagining my son in a federal jail brought many tears in my eyes. "Me and Dad planned this out if I happen to get arrested. If u claim guilty to having it, they'll let me off easy."Jackie explained to us, what the hell type of silly illusions have Drew been telling Jackie! "Please Jackie. Tell them the truth!" I pleaded to him, tears pouring out of my eyes. "I'm sorry mom, but my mind is made up."
Jimmy comfort me as we walking out of the police station. I'm battered and broken at this point. My son's about to ruin his life because of his father putting a bunch of crap inside of his head. I look up, eyes blurry from the tears, but focused and saw Drew walk in. I broke free of Jimmy's grasp and rushed towards Drew, wanting to take his fucking head off. Sadly, Jimmy was fast enough to catch me before I caught Drew "You son of a bitch! You're letting your damn son take the blame for this you prick!" I exclaimed at him, but all he did was smile and said "You're damn right I will. But he doesn't have to know now does he?" and walked towards the cell Jackie was in.
I knew that bastard didn't care about Jackie. All he wanted the day he came back here was to get payback for what happen over fifth teen years ago, and he's getting that by hurting his own flesh and blood. I can't believe this. I have to do something, I can't just let my son go to jail for something he shouldn't of been apart of. But what can I do? My hands are limited here. The cops will only believe what Jackie says and he won't admit it. And by the time they get a search warrant on Jackie's apartment, he will have already got rid of any evidence leading back to him having the drugs. Anyway you look at it, sadly, Jackie is screwed.
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The Life of Uni Bridges
Ficción GeneralThis 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...
