Chapter 30

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I chuckled looking up at the ceiling

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I chuckled looking up at the ceiling. After crying for a reason, but no reason.

I hate being overly emotional over shit I usually wouldn't cry for if I wasn't pregnant.

I got up and walked to the front door irritated. I was tired of waiting for Ermias to come home so he could take me to my doctors appointment since I don't have my own car.

I don't even know where or how far away he is. I haven't talked to him since yesterday morning when he went to see his mom.

This is what I be talking about with him. He's starting to lie and be manipulative and I always feel dumb for believing him.

I just try to give him chances. Or at least that's what I want to believe.

I called his phone again only for him not to pick up.

It's really bothering me cause' he knows how much I hate for people to ignore me and to lie on top of that it's pissing me off.

I might as well just go ahead and reschedule the appointment because I know for sure I'm not gone make it.

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As soon as I pulled onto the Main Street and stopped at a red light, The police pulled me over

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As soon as I pulled onto the Main Street and stopped at a red light, The police pulled me over.

The same officer that been fucking with me since I was a teenager.

I ain't do shit so as soon as they let me call home Ima be out of here.

After sitting in my cell for 24 hours, the day guard finally let me go outside.

I walked towards the bench when some nigga just looked at me up and down.

My cell mate at that.

He ain't say shit so I ignored him.

I've been thinking about a lot of shit since I been in here.

All I've been doing is thinking.

About Emani and Boog. Blacc and the businesses.
Shit everything and everybody.

That's all I have to do.

*whistling*

"Everybody inside now!"

"I ain't even been out here ten minutes Valdez." One boy spoke.

"That's too bad Sean, and it's Ms. Valdez." I looked around at everybody walking in a line into the building.

"Asghedom Let's go!" She waved her hand while she stood by the door.

"Do I need to say it again Mr. Asghedom?!" I got up and walked into the building.

She had a smile on her face as I walked past and mugged her.

"You all know the showers are open! You have thirty minutes until lockdown, move quickly and efficiently." I went and sat in my cell.

After the thirty minutes, the nigga I was inmates with joined me in the cell.

Ms. Valdez asked me if I wanted to shower, I told her yeah, so she let me go after everybody got locked down.

I'm cool in the daytime when the lady officers working.

It's them night guards that piss me off.

After showering, they let me in the cell and my cell mate was deciding on what he wanted to watch on the VCR.

"Yo man, where you from?" He asked as he turned around.

I ignored him and sat down on my bunk.

I was in no mood for small talk. I was thinking about how Ima handle everything when I get out.

"You nigga." He said. "I'm talking to you muthafucka."

I saw him walking towards me out the corner of my eye but I still didn't move.

"You deaf nigga?"
He stood over top of me so I stood up.

"You need not to concern yourself with who the fuck I am."

"Yeah, we'll check this out. The top bunk ain't so comfortable so Ima need you to get up there, and Ima gone head and take your bed."

"Cuh, I'm not in the mood so you don't want to fuck with me right now." I stated as calmly as possible moving around him.

He grabbed my shirt "fuck what mood you I-

Before he could get out his last syllable, I gripped his neck and started beating his ass.

I didn't let go until the three officers came and grabbed me.

He campaigned for an ass whooping and won by default. I knew what the end results of my actions would be but to tell you the truth, I welcomed the hole.

A few days of solitude may be what I need because if another muhfucka in here try me I won't be going home as soon as I think.

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