My head began to spin as they tossed me into the back of a patty wagon that stunk like piss and vomit. I was about to add to it, but luckily I was out within minutes.
‘Don’t I have some type of rights?’ I cried while I was snatched up out of the vehicle.
The two muscular female officers manhandled me worse than the males. Those chicks looked like they hadn’t missed a day at the gym in the past two years.
‘Can I get a phone call or something? Damn!’ I spat as I attempted to shake from the tight grip that they had on me. I just knew my arms were going to be bruised badly.
My nerves were beyond wrecked and I was about to add some time on whatever charges I was already looking at. I knew what time it was the moment I was shoved into the cell with a crazy looking bitch. Her expressions showed her intentions and I prayed that she didn’t invite herself to an old fashion ass whooping.
‘Bitch you really don’t want it,’ I warned as she inched closer.
I hadn''t been in the holding tank a good sixty seconds before the bitch tried me. I swear my patience was short and I wasn’t about to dance with words. Instead, I hopped straight to it after she released the next smart remark out her crooked lips. I was about to straighten them motherfuckers up, for free…
‘I tried to tell you!’ I huffed as I grabbed onto the back of the chick’s hair and forced her head downwards.
I held on tight as I administered several blows to her face. It didn’t take long for her to tap out.
‘Guards!’ she screamed as the other females teased and kicked at her.
‘Oh you was so bad a minute ago, now you wanna call for help?’ the heavy set Latino girl clowned. ‘I should stomp ya ass just on GP bitch! Givin’ the game a black-eye and shit, talkin’ about how you was the shit on the out. Looks like you aint shit up in here and that’s the shit that counts right now.’
The Latino girl then took her boot to the chicks face and continued to do so until blood splattered everywhere. That’s when she became lifeless. Everyone scattered except for me. I just stood there stunned until I heard the authorities approaching. I took heed and hopped on a free bench and pretended to be uninvolved.
‘Tillman, roll up,’ the guard yelled with an attitude.
I rushed to my feet and hurried to the open gate. I couldn’t wait to be in Jason’s arms after the horrific experience.
‘You are free to go and all charges are dropped.’
‘How the hell did that happen?’ I snapped as I retrieved my personal belongings. ‘You guys do this all the time? Ya’ll can just arrest someone on a bullshit tip and then let them go without any explanation?’
‘Ask your friend over there,’ he suggested with a hearty laugh.
Looking in the direction that the officer was pointing, my mouth flew open. I couldn't believe it...
Genre: Urban Fiction
‘Don’t I have some type of rights?’ I cried while I was snatched up out of the vehicle.
The two muscular female officers manhandled me worse than the males. Those chicks looked like they hadn’t missed a day at the gym in the past two years.
‘Can I get a phone call or something? Damn!’ I spat as I attempted to shake from the tight grip that they had on me. I just knew my arms were going to be bruised badly.
My nerves were beyond wrecked and I was about to add some time on whatever charges I was already looking at. I knew what time it was the moment I was shoved into the cell with a crazy looking bitch. Her expressions showed her intentions and I prayed that she didn’t invite herself to an old fashion ass whooping.
‘Bitch you really don’t want it,’ I warned as she inched closer.
I hadn''t been in the holding tank a good sixty seconds before the bitch tried me. I swear my patience was short and I wasn’t about to dance with words. Instead, I hopped straight to it after she released the next smart remark out her crooked lips. I was about to straighten them motherfuckers up, for free…
‘I tried to tell you!’ I huffed as I grabbed onto the back of the chick’s hair and forced her head downwards.
I held on tight as I administered several blows to her face. It didn’t take long for her to tap out.
‘Guards!’ she screamed as the other females teased and kicked at her.
‘Oh you was so bad a minute ago, now you wanna call for help?’ the heavy set Latino girl clowned. ‘I should stomp ya ass just on GP bitch! Givin’ the game a black-eye and shit, talkin’ about how you was the shit on the out. Looks like you aint shit up in here and that’s the shit that counts right now.’
The Latino girl then took her boot to the chicks face and continued to do so until blood splattered everywhere. That’s when she became lifeless. Everyone scattered except for me. I just stood there stunned until I heard the authorities approaching. I took heed and hopped on a free bench and pretended to be uninvolved.
‘Tillman, roll up,’ the guard yelled with an attitude.
I rushed to my feet and hurried to the open gate. I couldn’t wait to be in Jason’s arms after the horrific experience.
‘You are free to go and all charges are dropped.’
‘How the hell did that happen?’ I snapped as I retrieved my personal belongings. ‘You guys do this all the time? Ya’ll can just arrest someone on a bullshit tip and then let them go without any explanation?’
‘Ask your friend over there,’ he suggested with a hearty laugh.
Looking in the direction that the officer was pointing, my mouth flew open. I couldn't believe it...
Genre: Urban Fiction
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