eighteen

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"place your hand on the bible."

"do you, sonny ashton campbell, swear in the name of God that what you shall state shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"

"...I do."

sonny sighed and looked out into the crowd. the whole gang was there except ben, he had got locked up for some bullshit.

kentrell gave her a slight smile and wave as he forced his tears down. he hadn't slept good in two weeks because he was up worrying. he knew sonny loved him, but didn't know if she was solid enough to do prison time for something that he was very much involved in.

"YO LETS GET DIS SHIT STARTED, I'M SLEEPY AS A BITCH!"

everyone looked over at kd in disbelief. three and montana slumped down in their seats as boomer yanked kd on the floor by his arm.

"bitch, is you dumb? they gone lock yo lil ugly ass up too!"

sonny erupted in laughter at the sight of her friends. even on a day like this, they managed to make her feel better than she ever has.

"ORDER! ORDER IN THE COURT!" the judge pounded her gavel. "sir, if we have another outburst from you, I will be forced to have you removed!"

kd scuffed. "GIRL, FUCK YOU!"

"bailiff, please have him removed at once." the bailiff went over to the bench and reached over kentrell to grab kd.

"say you all onna nigga dick. back the fuck up." the bailiff ignored kentrell and continued to try and grab kd.

"he got tourette's! chill out," sonny commented.

"I said step the fuck back!" kentrell pushed the bailiff down onto the floor.

the judge gasped and screamed, "HAVE THEM ESCORTED OUT IMMEDIATELY AND DO NOT LET THEM BACK IN!"

"BITCH!" they told her at the same time.

sonny giggled as more officers came to take them out. they all yelled goodbye to her. kentrell stopped and blew a kiss at her before being snatched forward.

"don't touch my fuckin brother." kendell stopped and farted by the officer that pulled kentrell.

******

"ms. campbell ruthlessly murdered these two innocent men in cold blood! I mean for jesus sake, she left them in a dumpster!"

"does the defendant have anything to say?"

sonny's lawyer looked over at her and happily stood up. "your honor, my client and I have evidence that can convict three other people and and possibly get her time off her sentence."

"please approach the stand, ms. campbell."

she reluctantly moved from her seat to reach the stand. she walked with a fast stride with her head down.

"we found dna that is compatible with three men, one who is a felon, in the system. their names are-"

"I OBJECT," sonny shouted. "I- can I change my plea?"

sonny's lawyer snapped his head towards her and frowned. they had agreed on this and now she was messing everything up at the end of the trial. he'd couldn't let her do this.

"change your plea? may I ask why, ms. campbell?"

"your honor, may I approach the stand and speak to my client?" the judge nodded and he made his way up to scold sonny.

"save it," was the first thing she said to him.

"but we agreed on this! do not fuck this up for me," he told her through gritted teeth.

she looked him in his eyes. "your honor, I change my plea from not guilty to guilty."

"are you-"

"yes."

"all rise." the judge pounded her gavel. "I sentence, sonny ashton campbell to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole."

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