Chapter 27🧡

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For those who keep asking in my dm's!!! Y'all Jayla is a made up character, I am not Jayla💀! None of the events in the story has ever happened to me or to any of the artist in the book. And I'm not trying to make King Von look bad now thats he's passed, I literarily started writing the book before he died. It just took a little time to drop it b/c i kept changing the plot of the story so it wouldn't be boring😭😭. This story and any other stories I dropped in the past or will be dropping are strictly for I'm entertainment🙅‍♀️

























"This shit is so ghetto" I said sitting on the side walk in hand cuffs



"Jayla you can never be serious" Nyla said holding back her laugh




"No cause they forced it, snatching me out the car and shit. It's 8am calm yall asses down"





Me and Nyla went to Walgreens and as soon as I walked out the store and got in my car. Two big ass police officers wanna arrest me.




It had been a week since they got Von and he told me to take the kids to his mom house so if they did get me I wouldn't have to worry about them.




Now they just have me sitting in handcuffs on the side walk as they searched my car. All they gone find is loose change and lip gloss but hey go ahead.




"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in court" The officer said lifting me up by my arm and putting me in the car




"Wasn't you supposed to say that before you arrested me?"



I don't know why I'm playing with my life and freedom right now.




They took me down to the station and searched me. After they took my mugshot and got my information they put me in this waiting room type of area. 




I waited there about 2 hours before they called me over to this little desk area and asked for more information and emergency contact list. I guess they were trying to book me.





They then escorted me back where they made me change and gave me all the stuff I'd need and took me to cell. Damn a bitch really locked up.





I mean I've been in police shit before, but I ain't never been to jail. This is beyond me I guess this what I get for messing with a hood Nigga.




I really ain't know how to feel, like I wasn't scared but I also wasn't calm either it was weird. From what I was told their was surveillance footage, and the girl told that I fought her and Von shot her.




"What you in her for" A girl mumbled while sitting next to me



"Party to a crime" I said quietly




"Damn, I'm only in here for speeding tickets and a DUI"




Um...Okay...Anyways-





"Oh, damn"




"My name Sky, What's yo name?"




"Jayla"




"Mhh, you look really familiar"





Please don't say it-





"Wait ain't you That one rapper...something Von baby mama?"





Girl now how the hell you don't know Von name but know me.





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