Don't Get too Close: A Billie and Brandon Story

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disclaimer: haven't dealt w the police yet so i dont know what im talm bout 💀 just go w it

To Billie's surprise, the officers took Billie and Brandon to the sheriffs office instead of the police station. They were each yanked out of the car and roughly escorted to two separate large cells that were right next to eachother. I was thrown into one with this man who looked about 35 or older and Brandon was tbrown into one with another older dude.

(i do not know how to describe this 😭 like when you get arrested and put in to custody and they just throw you in a room w bars. idk what to call it so imma just say cell. i hope yall know what im talm bout omg )

The two cells were right across from the sheriffs desk so he could talk to both of us from there.

"Okay Bille O'Connell and Brandon Adams..." the sheriff said while typing our names in two separate computers. "Tuh-" he chuckled. "16 and 17 years old? Looks like we have some little juvenile delinquents."

"Fuck you, bitch. Call my mother, Maggie Baird. We didn't do anything."

"Honey, first of all, I'm not your bitch. We're in my office, so if anything you're my bitch-" the grown ass sheriff started before getting cut off.

"Aye bruh, chill. Don't talk to her like that. We were walking for some food and some cops came starting mess. We didn't do anything wrong. May she call her mother and may I call mine to come pick us up, please?" Brandon said respectfully as possible despite being angry.

"Y'all are suspected of robbing a gas station with armory. You can call your parents but you're gonna be staying over night until we have more evidence.

" That's quite literally bullshit. The fact that I'm clearly a female and y'all are looking for two men should be enough evidence. What's actually going on?" Billie asked.

"Stay in your place, sugar. You don't know what you're talking about." the sheriff said smugly.

"Suck my dick, sugar." Billie replied with a smile.

The sheriff called both of their parents and despite them being at a local sheriff office, their parents were still about 40 minutes away.

Billie got comfortable and sat in the bench across from the older man in the cell with her. She thought it was weird that they were in the same cell but since the sheriff was right there it didn't worry her that much.

"You're pretty fiesty, lil lady." the man said.

Billie just ignored him.

"So is that your lil boyfriend? Y'all some Bonnie and Clyde's?"

Billie just glared at him and got up from her seat.

"Yo, officer! Why am I in the cell with him? He's creeping me out."

"Don't worry, sissy. I'm right here to protect you if something happens. Your mommy's on her way to talk to you anyway."

Billie could see Brandon on the other side of the bars and boy was he pissed. He's only this quiet when he's pissed.

Billie walks to the bars and signals for Brandon to come over. Brandon got up and went near where she was.

"You good, baby?" Billie asked seeming more nice than usual.

"I'm straight. They don't got your phone right? I still got mine. My momma is almost hear and she riding with Maggie." Brandon said.

"I still got mine. My service barely working. And this man is creeping me tf out."

"You'll be alright."

"Aye, why are we really here? They know we didn't do anything. And I'm fucking hungry. We should've took the car like I said but your ass wanted to walk."

"Billie. Shut up please." Brandon said annoyed.

"Make me." Billie said with a smirk that wasn't flirtatious but was more entertained.

Brandon paused with a straight face and they both started laughing.

"Bruh." Brandon said through his laughter.

As they were still laughing the sheriff got a call. They weren't paying attention at all until he slammed the phone down.

"Looks like y'all are free to go. We found the culprits." the sheriff said.

"Two niggas right? Yeah fuck you." Brandon said.

"Lower your tone. This is no place for thugish behavior. This aint Boyz in the Hood son."

Billie and Brandon both froze. They looked at eachother and right back at him.

"Keep playing around, sir. Imma have to smack the bitch off you." Brandon said walking towards the direction of the sheriffs desk despite being behind bars."

"That's a threat, Tyrone?"

"Damn..." Billie said in disbelief of all his blatant racism. "Dude think he got the whole squad laughing."

"Shut the fuck up. I'm tired of hearing a women- no, a child speak up. Keep your mouth shut." the sheriff shouted.

Just as Billie was about to open her mouth, Maggie and Miss (I don't forgot his moms name so imma name her Maya) walked in.

"WHY YOU GOT MY BABY LOCKED UP IN THE CELL LIKE HE A CRIMINAL? LET HIM OUT NOW!" Miss Maya shouted.

They sheriff bolted up and let Brandon and Billie out.

"Sorry for the misunderstanding, ma'am." he said.

"Why you apologizing to me? You should be apologizing to them kids." Maya said.

The sheriff looked at Billie and Brandon and then nodded.

"You know I recorded the whole conversation on my phone right?" Brandon said whipping out his phone. He pressed play and everybody on the room listened to all of the sheriff's misogynistic and racist innuendos.

Both Maggie and Maya looked furious. After a long pause, Maggie stormed to the sheriff to try and attack him before Maya pulled her back.

"Relax, Maggie." Maya said calmly.

"What you mean relax?" Brandon said confused.

"I got one word for your ass. Maya said to the sheriff. Lawsuit ❤️."

I got lazy with this chapter but it took me 3 days. If there's a lot of mistakes then im sorry 😕. but thank you guys for the support i rlly appreciate it. i hope you guys like this chapter even tho it's unrealistic but yeah ❤️