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AVRILS POV..

Staring at the TV screen, wondering where life takes me from here as I puff another smoke into the air. I hear noises from outside and I alert Susan and Melvin who seem to be way absorbed with themselves to give a fuck about whatever it was I was saying.
The corps walked into the room and we all froze.

Whatever it was, Susan, Melvin and I knew we were into deep shit and it was most likely to be a wrong move by either Sophie cause she was chicken livered or Eli cause he had so much stupid confidence in himself that nothing could possibly go wrong with him.

Earlier this morning, they had both gone to purchase some certain drugs and only fuck knows how they had gotten into trouble with the corps.

"Avril, Susan and Melvin?" The tall blue eyed tanned skin corp said ...
Seriously Av.. Of all times to recognize such hot creamy features in one hunk of a man.

We were used to this so with no words said and no resistance, all three of us were handcuffed and moved into the van.

We got to the police department and looking around, it wasn't hard to spot Elii with the tattoos all over him and Sophia's bright purple dyed hair.

"How'd it happen?" Susan asked the moment we got closer to them, close enough to speak in whispers and be sure the corps wouldn't hear a thing

"It was all Sophia's fault" Eli shrugged looking ahead like nothing really mattered and honestly it didn't really matter cause this wasn't new to us and this wasn't going to be the last time we would be here obviously.

"We'll be out of here soon, I have contacted Max "

I breathe a sigh of relief, I wasn't ready to spend a night here. It was bad enough that I didn't have family around me in situations like this, I would really need someone to come bail me out of here and not yell and scream and speak like I was the worst mistake they've ever made.

"Did they consficate all of it?" Susan asked once again

"Not exactly, the other's were able to move away with some of it and if Sophia didn't have to act all fidgety around the corps, we won't be here" Eli blamed running his fingers through the tattoo at the corner of his right hand.

Tattoos meant alot. Carried various meanings for alot of different people.
Our bodies are journals and tattoos are the stories we tell through them, stories written on them, visible on our skins to tell stories in codes we didn't want to interpret to the world or maybe we didn't mind after all.
I have a tattoo at my back.. It was a drawing of various birds flying out of a cage in different ways and a ticking clock which wasn't actually ticking since it was just piece of art underneath the cage.
I had gotten the tattoo when I left home for the very first time.
The cage signified my home. A place where things went differently, where we had to live by the dictate of one man, where we were taught to fear dad more than we feared God. Home was a place where you couldn't speak your mind, home was a place where you simply had to agree not because you totally agree but because you have not choice but to agree, home was a place of tears but with smiles etched on our faces trying to act like everything was alright, hoping earnestly that everything will be alright maybe not today but someday.

The birds signified me. Leaving home meant leaving my cage, steeping out of bondage and regaining my freedom, regaining to ability to speak cause I wasn't an item but human and I had a say too. I could contribute to humanity and I could make my own choices on how I wanted to live life and how my perspective of life was, how I viewed it and I could reference my own beliefs too.

The clock underneath the cage spoke about time. The time it would take before everything became normal to me. It spoke of the time that changed and the time that it'll take before I finally knew what I was doing and I hoped that in the years to come, in the times when I would cease to be a rebellious teenager and things would take a different turn, I wouldn't have made a mistake with my life and there wouldn't be any time to relive or make amends for the mistakes I made.

Max brought my mind back to reality saying that he had settled everything and we were ready to go now.
The tall blue eyed tanned skin corp removed the handcuff from my hand and I let out a sigh..
My dear hands.
Throwing a wink at the corp who looked at me cluelessly.. I giggled inwardly
Call me later.. We could make a love story out of this.

We all hopped into Max's car as he sped off immediately.

"We can't keep getting into this mess all the time" Susan said leaning by the window. It was obvious we were all exhausted from a day at the police department and I was thankful to Max that I didn't have to spend a night there or anything.

I hated the smell of jail. The aura it carried, the stench of irresponsibility and societies mindset that all inmates tend to be a nuisance and all of that. They didn't think that most of us had a lot going on in our lives, that we had demons we were constantly battling with and shadows we all seemed to be chasing. Maybe not all of us but I sure was.

I was constantly fighting demons. Of course I had painted the picture of being a total rebel or maybe someone who wasnt meant to be associated with (at least my dad had said so) but I had nights too when I didn't know where my life was heading, I had uncertainties and insecurities, I had nights when I cried my self to sleep and only my pillow could tell such stories because all the world could see was a hardened exterior.
I needed love too and in all that I asked for.
I just wanted to be happy.  Experience true happiness. Not the temporary happiness that came from taking drugs and taking my mind away from reality, I wanted pure happiness.

The kind that radiates from the soul.
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Took me so long to update this because I wanted to put a lot in order and obviously give you a direct view of who Avril truly is.. That, plus I spend most of my time sleeping and never having the energy I desire to update this book.

I'll obviously be leaving for school in a while so I'll try to write a lot before I eventually leave.

Thanks for putting through with me till rn.. Means a lot

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