Chapter 2: Seized****Chapter Two
It's funny how they try to tell u your fall partner has shot u in a cross just to get u to cross them out. My lawyer advised me not to answer any questions. I have to admit, they in fact had information, videos and witness statements, they had a case. But where was the substantial evidence? All I had witnessed on my behalf was indeed circumstantial. I hadn't killed anyone, especially not a cop. Shit didn't look good at all. My body craved Redd, I laid in my bunk and imagined we could go back to two weeks ago, the day before.
He actually had been fuckin paranoid, constantly looking over his shoulder, the blunts had him on edge...he acted like every muthafuckin body was out to get him.
I couldn't believe I was locked up.
I was still without freedom but glad to be in population, bitches kept eating snacks in my face, rude ass hoes. I was hungrier than a muthafucka, breakfast lunch and dinner wasn't shit. The bitch in my cell Corrina was too comfortable with being incarcerated, I swear! She looked forward to shit like mail and commissary...shit I just wanted to go home. I missed my son. I wanted to clothes line the bitch above my head. She kept asking questions and I wasn't the least bit friendly. Why the fuck they lock me inside a cell with a bitch that scalded her baby any damn way? She had all the Zu-Zu's and wam-wams a bitch thought they wanted. My pride though...
Had he really put this shit on me? If he was an undercover they knew his moves...he had to have been playing both sides. I needed to know what happened, and I knew I couldn't find out behind bars. I was constantly cold. My hair fell out by the patches. I would cry so hard when I woke up after a pleasant dream and realized I was behind bars away from Redd and Boogie, my eyes would be swollen at breakfast.
"I saw u on the news," Davinda had said to me one morning...the whispers and attention had these bitches thinking I was a stone cold killer, and my demeanor said just that on the other side of my cell door. Inside I was the softest bitch in the dorm. My telephone calls resulted in no answers and bitches lying for 60 seconds. I just knew I wouldn't be down long, they could not sink me for something I had no knowledge of. Shit had got real, my attitude was vicious...I wanted to shank all those bitches. Shortly after I arrived Shameka came in, Redd's ex bitch. I knew she would soon be a problem. But regardless to what went down I didn't know shit...
The fact that I was a preacher's daughter hadn't set well with the community or the courts...I knew they envisioned me being sentenced to death. Why would it have come as a surprise if I had always been the black sheep anyway?
I had missed my man so much though, and yea he had a dark side but he was solid. I couldn't wait until court the next morning. We were being arraigned...I had heard through a trustee I had got cool with while in the psych cell that he had had a fight, he had been in the infirmary for three days. I cried so fucking hard when she walked off...I knew he had to have gotten jumped, he didn't lose no fights. I needed to see him, I needed to know.
I could feel my weight falling off...pound by pound, day by day. My son, and my man...my fucking world just gone. What the fuck was I gonna do. For some reason I could not muster any emotion for the case, and it was capital murder. Also, I knew if they wouldn't give me the Dilantin I wouldn't make it to a trial. I got tired of begging the muthafuckas...
The only person I even cared to talk to was Davinda. She did some gutta shit when I wasn't feeling good. I didn't ask where she got the pill from, but she slid it to me in a honey bun. I didn't know which I wanted first. This shit was not for me. I soon realized I wasn't as strong as I thought I was.
I was shackled to another bitch who was also going to Judge Rogers Courtroom. She was being arraigned for attempted murder. That had been the most uncomfortable experience, but the whole time we were being transported I imagined Redd bending my fat ass over and filling me up with that long dick. I could smell his morning breath, but maybe it was that bitch's breath. Either way I wanted to fuck the shit outta him right then, a fucked up fantasy to have on the way to enter through the gates of hell. That wood though...
We pulled to the court house. I still had him on my mind...I was glad I could see my nigga with his sexy ass. His goatee and bald ass head made me wet. I used to suck my cum from his beard. I imagined him holding me from behind with my legs gaped open, both of us naked while rubbing my clit like he always did. We would even play in front of the webcam and later watch the footage.
Another van had immediately pulled up behind the one I was being transported in, and I could feel him. We had that connection. I had gotten up with his characteristics every time we fucked so quite naturally I could sense that muthafucka.
The men were unloaded from the van shackled at the ankles, 15 muthafuckas in a single file line. I could see Redd as they passed the window. I yelled out to him and was reprimanded.
Fuck them.
Something was wrong, I instantly knew...his distant vibe wasn't right even under those circumstances. His hair had grown out like a clown and he held his head far down. Not like him at all...had he done it?
We all lined up in the hall against the wall, the bailiffs escorted us to our assigned courtrooms. We stood across from each other. "NO TALKING" the bailiff assigned to Judge Roger's courtroom said. What the fuck did he mean? I needed to talk to my man! His head was still low. I wondered if he even knew I was there. I could look at his eyes and tell they were damn near closed and was mad as fuck! "BABY! REDD!! I yelled."
"QUIET! The bailiff yelled. "What's your name inmate?!"
"Hazel Lewis" I answered with an attitude. "WHY?"
Redd looked up and directly at me.
As the bailiff threatened to have me locked down I saw the nigga shackled to Redd lean over and lick his ear. "That's yo bitch?" he asked while I looked straight at his big black ass. I could have blown a muthafuckin gasket! I started to seize, still shackled to the other female inmate. As I did the big black ass son of a bitch winked and blew a kiss. He then grabbed Redd's dick with his cuffed hands. I laid on the floor with my eyes open shaking uncontrollably. I saw a single tear as it fell between his feet. Our arraignment had to be rescheduled.
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