Twelve: One more

Nervous, I just sat on the hard metal bench in the jail I was, hoping that something would be done soon. It was past midnight, but Sebastian's mom was around. I didn't know how she got to know I was here, but all I knew was that she was out there with Sebastian, crying. 

I stared at the handcuff on my hand. To be honest, it felt so unreal. I wouldn't have ever imagined that I'd be arrested someday. This was so sad. I was starting to doubt if my love for Sebas was an obsession. I didn't want to be obsessed with him. I just wanted love. Just love. 

My neck involuntarily flicked to the strong iron bar jail gate, when it sounded. I took a deep breath, more fearful. It was the police opening the gate. I hoped he wasn't planning to take me to court now. 

"Mrs. Martinez," the old looking man called. His voice was rough and tired, and that honestly made me anxious. In fact, every damn thing in here, made me nervou

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Carmen Leary
someone slap her please... she may get some self respect aaarrggghhhhhh
goodnovel comment avatar
??‍♀️??‍♀️??‍♀️ wow how much more humiliation does one need??

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