After leaving and not coming back for what seemed hours, he came back with another cop, a woman. She was taller than him but not as thin, her bleached hair was pulled back into a nice pony tail but the long braid was draped over he shoulder as she sat down across from me. She was young, and attractive, if they already talked to Myles, I would bet my life he made an insulting comment about her big chest. The other cop was leaning against the wall next to the table looking at me, his face and posture was if he didn't like me but I could tell him eyes were looking all over me.
“I'm officer Mauler”
“I don't care”
She cleared her throat. “Liz, you kicked a kid half to death.”
I leaned forward, uncrossing my arms in shock. “He ratted me out?”
“No, someone else.”
“Who?” I say quickly.
“I'm not allowed to tell you that. I just wanna know your side of the story because the looks of the scene and witness. Dylan showed up at that party, you took the first swing and kept kicking him even though he didn't have a weapon.”
I'll admit when you say it like that, it sounds terrible but they don't know the whole story and they never will. “Look, like I said to Mr. ass-hole over there” I point to him and they both roll their eyes at each other and look back at me “We all know how this is gonna go, so, why are we wasting all this time?”
She looked at him and motioned towards the door. “Go talk to the kid again.” she said to him and waited for the door to click close to start speaking. “Sweetheart-”
“Don't call me that.” I interrupt her, going back to my snide, arms-crossed posture.
“Okay. I just wanna know what happen.”
“Please.” I scoff. “I know what you're trying to do. I may be a worthless hood but I'm sure not an idiot. I know you may have the evidence to arrest me for this event but even Dylan isn't that dumb enough to be pressing charges so you need me to confess. But guess what? I'm not doing that. Myles will never say anything either, so you have nothing. I also know you're only able to hold me for 24-hours.”
“If we have no evidence... we have evidence.”
“But nothing else and no solid proof that it was me.”
She sighed “I understand how difficult it may be for you to grow up in a neighborhood like that but-”
I interrupt her again. “No, you have no clue what it's like growing up around here. Okay? Don't even pretend like you do. You have no idea what it's like to wake up every single day wishing you didn't, wondering if today will be the day you get caught in a drive-by. Wondering if today will be the day you find your best friend lying face down in his bed because he OD'ed because he couldn't take it anymore. Wondering if today will be he day you are dragged in the middle of an alley, raped and left to die. You live in a million dollar house, and drive a million dollar car and your kids go to my school wearing million dollar shoes and I have to wake up everyday and deiced if I'm going to eat breakfast, lunch or dinner because I only have enough money for one.”
She bit her cheek and studied me but she didn't say anything because she knew I wasn't done, I only stopped for a second to catch a breath so I don't break down.
“You never have to worry about money, food, fear. First chance she got, my older sister left us and now my best friend takes care of me and watches over me because no one else in my life ever has. Do you know how embarrassing it is to ask someone for food? No, because you never had to worry about something like that. You have it so easy without even trying, we fight every day and all we get is shit. It's not fair. When do we get a turn? When do we get to say 'No, thank you, I'm too full.' I have never been able to say that once in my life.”
She looked as if she were going to break down in tears so she quickly nodded and got up and left. I'm glad she did though because I don't think I could have held my tears in any longer, I put my head down and sob. Everything I said to her was true and I wish it wasn't. I don't know how much longer I can hold on to all of this.
I'm sorry if this chapter was hard to read, this was extremely hard to write. I'm not going to lie, I cried while writing it because it's something close to my heart. I hope you liked it anyways though, I hope it didn't make YOU cry and if it did (sorry!) hopefully not too much.
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