Chapter 127: 127.Sound like a psychopath.
{Champagne’s POV}
"Oh Dukey, you should have seen the look on her face when I entered. I was so, so cool!" I say with a mouth full of burger.
"I bet you were." He stretches his hand to my face and wipes only God knows what from the corner of my lips.
"I was. Really. And you know when I said, ’officers what are you waiting for, Arrest that woman!’ I felt even more cool because I’ve always secretly wanted to say that."
"Did you really say that?" He asks.
"Yes I did." I sip from my cup of cola.
"You are sothing else. I think you enjoyed it more than you should have." He says and bits into his own burger.
"Oh Dukey I had so much fun. I didn’t know arresting soone could be so much fun."
"Are you that happy to the point where you’re calling
Dukey?"
He asks and I shrug.
"I can’t help it. I just feel giddy today." I say. "You know what was even more exciting was the look on Rowan’s face. He looked so horrified." I say and laugh as I rember how his eyes dilated after the pillow was moved from his face.
"I’m sure he was scared out of his mind as he lay there helplessly without being able to move his body. All he could do was lay there and be suffocated and... Oh my gosh, I sound like a psychopath."
I say and Duke laughs and almost chokes on his burger. He takes the glass of water in front of him and gulps it down while still laughing.
"Are you okay? Stop laughing!" I say as he’s coughing, laughing and still drinking water at the sa ti.
"Oh Pagne," he says and places the glass back on the table.
"You will just be the death of . At least you know you sound like a psychopath." He laughs and coughs even more.
"On a more serious note, was I really just laughing at the fact that soone was being suffocated? Lord have rcy on ." I say as I reflect on my actions and Duke laughs even harder.
"I married a clown." He says.
"A pretty clown I hope?" I ask and he shrugs without giving
an answer.
Uhg! What does that shrug an?
After finishing our burgers, we pay our bill and step out of the place with
still telling Duke all about what happened at the hospital and all of Alicia’s reactions as we went on to continue our afternoon date.
...
{Alicia’s POV}
I’m behind bars! ! Alicia Gold! The Golden girl. The girl every guy wants and every girl wants to be. I’m behind bars! I’ve never been behind bars in my life.
Oh my gosh, I feel faint. I can’t breathe well. The sll of this station is making my stomach turn.
I’ve never even stepped my feet in a police station before more or less being locked up with disgusting, slling criminals!
These people are treating
like one of these criminals.
This isn’t right! I can’t accept this kind of treatnt.
"Let
out!!" I scream and bang on the bars of steel holding
back. "Ahhhhh!!" I scream even louder while shaking the bars.
"Let
out of here now! Do you have any idea who I am?!"
I’m screaming my lungs out but they’re all just going about their business like they have gone deaf. Like they can’t hear .
It’s like I’ve beco invisible. No one is answering
and no one is looking at .
I don’t know this feeling. I’ve never been in a situation where people don’t pay
attention. Wherever I went all eyes were always on . Everyone loved , everyone wanted to listen to
no matter what it was I was saying.
They always gave
attention so how? Why? Why is nobody listening to
now?
"I am Alicia! Alicia Gold! Do you know who my mother is?! Do you know what my mother will do to you all when she finds out you arrested her only child?!"
Mom, she must be on her way right now, right?
"She will shut this entire place down! Let
out. Ahhhhh!! Let
OUT!!" With every scream, I bang the bars like my life depends on it.
"Shut the fuck up!!" sothing co flying at , hitting my head. I stare at the ground where the thing that hit my head falls and it’s a plastic fork.
I look at the idiot who just threw that at
and I stutter the words in disbelief, "W_what do you think you’re doing?"
"Where the fuck do you think you are to be screaming like a mad bitch?" A woman, who looks like she’d weigh a little over 250 pounds says. This obese creature was the one that had the audacity to throw sothing at ?!
"One more scream out of that rich lips of yours and I will slap the richness out of it! You get that?!" Hah! The effrontery to even talk to
is baffling.
"How_how dare you!" I face her with glaring eyes. "How dare you, a re nobody who isn’t even worthy of being one of the cleaners in my house, talk rubbish to ?!"
Can you imagine the audacity of this thing?!
"How dare you even breathe the sa air as ? Do you think I’m going to be here for a long ti? Do you think because I’m here with you that I am one of you?"
The fact that she thinks she can talk to
and throw stuff at
ans that she must believe I’m in her league. Can you imagine that?!
"Think again you bitch, I am way above you. So shut up and sit back down you filthy obese street trash!" I yell.
"Okay, I think this bitch needs so sense knocked into her." She says.
Does this thing think I’m scared?
"Girls, teach that bitch why it’s good to shut up when told to." She says to the other two lanky girls standing next to her. They look like they don’t even know what good food tastes like.
"Co on!" I say. "Co on I will—"
"Quiet down all of you!!" A female officer suddenly yells from her desk. "Or I will co in there and not only beat the shit out of you but also cuff your legs and hands to those bars! So just shut up and sit down!" She orders in a stern voice.
"I said sit down!" She says one more ti and I sit on the bench beside
and those idiots remain where they are.
I can’t stay here much longer. I might go insane if I do!
"What is going on here?!" I hear a familiar voice and I instantly rise to my feet again disregarding the order of the officer just a mont ago.
"What is the aning of this? Why has my daughter been arrested?"
"Mom!" I scream as she cos into view. "Mom it was all that bitches fault! That idiot Champagne she set
up! She set
up, mom. She’s the one who put
in here, that filthy girl! She—"
"Alicia! Shut your mouth!!"
"Mom,"
"I’ll do everything to get you out of here so just keep quiet."
"Officers, I think there must be a mistake sowhere. Please, give
a detailed explanation of what my child is doing behind bars amongst those hideous looking beings."
"What did you call us, you crazy bitch?! Get over here! Get over here and—" the obese being is screaming.
"For Pete’s sake Naomi, shut up!" The Female officer yells again.
"Mrs Evelyn Gold," So people walk up to mom.
She stares at them and replies, "That is ."
"Well you just saved us the stress of going to your house by coming here."
"What do you an? You were the ones who called
down here regarding my child of course I would co."
"Oh no, we are not here regarding your daughter Miss Alicia Gold. We are here for you Mrs Gold." What do they an?
"What? What do you an?" Mom asks.
"I an, we have a warrant of arrest for you Mrs Gold," The man in front pulls out a piece of paper and flashes it in front of mom’s face.
"You’ve been charged with tax evasion, money laundering, blackmailing, the unlawful alteration of the will of your late father, the—" the man pauses, "Well, it’s quite a long list and we will read it to you later in the interrogation room. But the fact of the matter is we were heading to your house to arrest you when we got inford that you were right here in our station. So thank you Mrs Gold for saving us the trip. And now... Mrs Evelyn Gold, you are under arrest for your many cris against the state, against your father and so other things my subordinates will read to you later. You have the right to an attorney. If you don’t have one the state will provide one for you. You have that right to remain silent till your attorney arrives and—"
This can’t be happening.
What exactly is even happening right now?!!
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