Virginia Beach Jailhouse

"What do you mean you won't release her?" Egypt asked the officer.

"She almost killed a young woman Mrs. Davidson, not only that.. after she was pulled from the fight she broke free and charged at them with a brick-sized rock." The officer spoke and Egypt laughed shaking her head.

"After the fact that they jumped her." She reminded.

"We won't be releasing her tonight." He stated then walked off before she could say something else.

Keenan them came from the back with Tamia cursing each of them out.

Pissed off, Egypt picked up her purse and grabbed Dajon by his shirt and pulled him outside ignoring Keenan them.

"What happened?" Bryson asked getting out the car.

"They won't release her."

"What?!" He asked raising his voice some.

Tamia walked out with Keenan, Kingston, and Malik.

"Where's Renae?" They all asked.

"They won't let her go," Dajon announced. "Come again?" King spoke cupping his ear.

"What do you mean they won't release her?" Tamia asked looking at Egypt. "They won't release her, said that she attempted to kill one of the girls that jumped her."

"Bullshit!" King snapped turning to go back inside but Malik stopped him.

"Yo mama will beat yo ass if you go up in there acting a fool." He warned and King snatched his arm from him.

Sitting down on the steps, he ran his hands down his face.

If he wouldn't have done what he did, Nae wouldn't be in the predicament she's in right now.

"We're not letting them keep her in there, now after what you told me," Tamia stated.

"What?" Keenan asked. "Grown folks business." She replied grabbing Egypt's hand and headed back inside.

The guys stood around all deep in their thoughts.

"They might try to charge her," Malik spoke and everyone gave him a look. "Don't put dat shit up in da atmosphere," King warned.

"Nigga I'm just saying what they're thinking."

"Don't say dat shit out loud then, keep it to yourself." He replied getting up and walked away to clear his mind.

Dajon walked off to follow him.

"So what exactly happened?" Bryson asked leaning on the hood of his car.

"Long story short, the girls were picking with Nae, they kept pushing her. She swung on both of the bitches and then they all jumped her. She was still holding her own with them and then that when we got to scrapping with the niggas after that shit just went crazy." Keenan explained.

"Ok, so I'll have to call my bondsman and lawyer and inform them of this because it sounds like to me those girls should be here and not Zuri," Bryson replied.

"They were honestly just picking up random folks and arrested them unc, even people that were just watching the fight they were snatching up," Malik told him and Bryson nodded.

They talked some more for about 45 more minutes until Egypt walked out crying.

"What?" Bryson asked becoming worried.

"They're gonna keep her in for the weekend." She announced then broke down.

"What?!"

**

The next day

"BROWN?!" The guard called cutting the light on and Renae sat up. "Breakfast." He spoke placing her plate on the floor.

Looking at the nasty food, she shook her head.

"Not hungry." She replied laying back down and stared up at the dirty ceiling.

"You don't have a choice but to eat." He told her and she laughed to herself.

"Yeah ok." She replied looking at her broken nails.

The guard stared at her for a moment before he walked away, getting up she walked over towards the cell door and pushed the food across the other side of the room.

"Fake ass food." She mumbled walking over towards the small window and stared out of it as her mind began to drift.

March 15th

"How are you?" Egypt asked Renae, wanting to tell her that she had a black eye, busted lip, and fourteen stitches in her chest and eight in her shoulder and that the Doctors were trying to rape her, she sucked it up and went with an "I'm doing alright."

"Are they nice in there?"

"Mhm." She hummed. "You come home when?" She asked, over the conversation Renae rubbed her good eye.

"I gotta go." She spoke, "Already?" Egypt asked frowning. "Yeah, early bedtime." She lied.

"Oh... ok well I love you."

"Bye." She mumbled hanging up the phone, standing, one of the Doctors looked her way and she rolled her eyes.

Limping out the private area, he grabbed her hand and she snatched away.

"I will take that pen and shove it right through your fucking throat." She gritted meaning every word.

"Oh, so you're a badass now huh? That limp ain't enough for you?" He asked then chuckled.

Ignoring him, she turned to walk away and he smacked her ass.

Grabbing the pen, she whipped around and shoved it right into his eye.

Letting out an agonizing scream, he fell to his knees and a few guards rushed in and picked her up.

She didn't even try to fight it if they wanted to play this tic for tac game with her, she was fine with playing right along.

**

2 hours later

"You wanna tell me what happened back there?" Candace, the therapist asked.

Renae slouched in the chair and shrugged looking down at her slit wrist.

"Are those fresh?" She asked and Renae looked at her blankly.

"What does it look like?"

"If you want to get out of here you have to show me some sort of sign of improvement Renae... you're fighting, making up lies about the Doctors and now you just stabbed one with a pen, I'm starting to think you're bipolar and partially schizophrenic." She spoke and Renae laughed.

"I've been called worse in here."

"Do you think this is funny?" Candace asked.

"How about you take a look at my purple eye, stitches, and lip then ask me that again." She replied.

"Ok, so you were supposed to go home next week but it seems like that will be pushed back to late April." She announced and Renae jumped up knocking the chair over.

"What?!" She yelled snatching the clipboard out of her hand, before she could even get another word out the guards and nurse rushed in.

This time Renae put up a fight that only lasted 10 seconds before they stuck her with a needle knocking her out cold.

Present Day

"What. The. Hell. Were. You. Thinking?" Karen asked between each smack to Kingston's head.

"Damn mama, what da hell?" He asked ducking when she chucked her slipper at him.

"Who do you think you are running after a damn cop?" She asked getting in his face, sighing he shook his head.

"They tased my girl."

"And you wanted to be stupid and run after a cop like he wouldn't shoot your black ass in cold blood?" She asked then started hitting him again.

"Come on man." He stressed blocking her hits when she tried to hit him in the face.

"I told yo ass time and time again, these cops don't give a damn about us, they kill us and get rewarded for that shit. You kill them yo ass in under da jailhouse!" She snapped about to hit him again but he blocked her hit.

"Tupac said it best, "Cops give a damn about a negro, pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero!"

Trying to hit him again, he blocked her hit yet again.

"Mama, I'm not finna stand here and let you keep hitting on me." He told her and she laughed hysterically.

Shaking his head, he walked into her living room and sat down.

"Boy as long as my name is Karen Stone and you are my son, I'm gonna go upside your head every chance I get." She told him after she finished laughing.

"Yeah ok." Was his simple reply.

"What about this girlfriend of yours? What's the problem?" She asked sitting next to him on the sofa.

"They won't release her, her mom said she hasn't called and she's been calling up there but nobody's giving her any information." He told her.

"So they arrested her on assault charges?"

"Dat and attempted murder."

"Murder?!" She shrieked and he chuckled at how high her voice got.

"She got jumped and blacked out and almost choked a girl to death." He clarified and she cocked her head.

"And this is YOUR girlfriend?"

"Well... technically I never asked... but figuratively yeah." He answered.

"Oh, sweet Jesus." She mumbled standing up and walked in a circle.

"You know I raised you better than that."

"Yeah I know, I never got da chance to ask her because her cousin popped up at da house and we got to fighting."

"FIGHTING?!" She hollered then threw her hands up.

"What da hell is going on with you King? Why were y'all fighting?" She asked sitting down.

"Because he thought I pretended not to know her and allat nonsense and I ended up choosing him over her."

"No, you did not." She said wide eye and he nodded.

"You choose your bros over hoes, not someone you're trying to make your girlfriend."

"I know mama... I realized I messed up when she ignored my calls. I just need her back man." He spoke leaning into the cushion.

Staring at him, Karen shook her head.

"You need to fight for her and earn dat trust back." She told him.

"Hard to do dat when she's locked up."

"So use dis time to get your shit together, come on now you're grown I shouldn't have to tell you dis." She replied, nodding, he took a deep breath.

"I gotta go meet with her stepdad." He spoke looking at the time.

"Ok, call me if something changes, I'll pray for Renae."

Hugging her, he headed out her house with a slightly different mindset.

He just hoped Renae would forgive him.

**

The next afternoon

"Looks like we got fresh meat." A few inmates spoke once Renae walked out to the courtyard.

As of this morning, she was now an inmate.

Ignoring the stares and side comments, Renae walked over and sat at the bench.

A short brown skin woman walked over and sat next to her.

"What are you here for?"

"Attempted murder," Renae answered dryly, she was starting to feel like her life was based on nothing but disappointments.

"On your boyfriend?" She asked pointing to her almost healed eye.

"No," Renae answered leaning back on her elbows.

"Do you know how long you're in for?" She asked and Renae shrugged.

She learned a long time ago that expectation led to disappointments.

"I'm Sheryl, or you can call me big mama." She introduced and Renae just nodded.

Another inmate walked over and looked Renae up and down.

"You don't look like you belong." Was the first thing that left her lips, not even responding, Renae kept her eyes on the lady that kept staring at her.

Having flashbacks of the center, she got up and walked over towards the ladies playing volleyball.

"A lot of newbies come in here pretending to be hard, you don't gotta do that." A younger girl spoke standing next to her.

"Long as you think that." She replied dryly, it wasn't that she was pretending, but she learned how to turn her emotions off to keep from feeling.

"And that slick comment will get you fucked up."

Renae turned her head and rose a brow.

"Yeah, aight." She replied walking over towards the lady that waved her over.

"You're too pretty to be up in here ma."

"Unfortunately they ain't think that." She replied catching the ball and the lady laughed.

"What they got you for?" She asked.

"Attempted murder," Renae replied so tired of saying that.

"When's your court date?" Another lady asked and Renae shrugged. "Didn't say."

"And you ain't ask?" They all asked. "Nope, the guard ain't like me." She answered hitting the ball over the net.

"You need to ask about that, them folks will try to keep you in here for a month until you ask questions." They told her, nodding, Renae hit the ball again.

"Can't be as bad as what I've already been through."

**

The next afternoon

"How old are you?" An older Latina woman asked walking behind Renae as they headed towards the shower.

"Nineteen."

"Oh, you a baby." She spoke and Renae rolled her eyes, she was tired of hearing that.

"She pretty as fuck though." The dike looking woman replied then smacked Renae on her ass.

Dropping her stuff, she turned around glared at the lady.

"I asked you this yesterday, now I'm telling today, do not touch me," Renae spoke firmly as she bent down to pick her stuff up.

"Girl you about five foot one tryna be bad, I'd fuck the shit out of your pretty ass." She taunted, ignoring her and the other ladies laughing, Renae made her way towards the shower.

Closing the curtain, she leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes as she hit her fists against the wall repeatedly.

It was as if her life revolved around being sexually harassed.

Taking a few deep breaths, she wiped her face quickly and went to take her jumpsuit off until the lady walked into her shower fully naked.

"Bro..." Renae spoke looking up at then blew out a breath.

"You thought I was playing?" The lady asked touching Renae's cheek and she smacked her hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

"Oh, you puffing up yo chest now?" She taunted reaching for Renae's face again.

Pushing the lady out of the shower, Renae grabbed the razor blade and went to swing but Sheryl rushed over and grabbed Renae's arm.

"What are you doing? You know damn well you got more to lose than her." She told her as the other ladies blocked the dike from coming near her.

"Give me the blade Renae." She spoke calmly, looking from Sheryl then the lady, Renae dropped the blade and snatched from Sheryl.

Walking back into the shower, she grabbed her stuff and stormed out.

Sheryl looked over at the trouble maker and shook her head.

"What the fuck is your problem T?"

"I was just playing with the bitch." She replied walking back towards her shower.

"Somebody who doesn't bother nobody in this dumb ass jail?" Sheryl asked picking up the blade.

Knowing what that meant, a few ladies went to block the door.

"Sheryl car' yo ass, always wanna protect the young bitches," T told her as she picked up her soap and rag.

"Because my daughter was raped by my sister Bitch, did you forget?" She asked then started slicing up her back.

Screaming, T fell into the wall as the hot steamy watery made her cuts burn.

"No means no you wicked ass devil." Cutting her back up some more, Lil Red rushed over and grabbed Sheryl back when the guards began banging on the door.

Shoving the blade down the drain, the ladies got into their shower stalls and the guards rushed in.

But it was too late, the evidence was gone and everyone knew not to snitch.

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They done locked my good sis up😭