The Only Exception || The Big Bang Theory

twenty-two

"In you go." Said the policeman, who pushed Angela forward into a cell full of other women.

Angela quickly turned around to lash out on the man, but the cell door was slammed in her face. She put her hands on the bars and began to yell at him. "You don't understand! All of you are mistaken! I'm innocent! I'd never do this!"

The man ignored her and walked away. "Oh, how mature!" She yelled.

"Aye! Can you quiet down?!" One of the women behind her yelled at Angela.

Angela turned to look at them, "My apologies." She says, walking away from the door.

"Don't apologize, just do it!" The same woman said, a lot harsher.

Angela quickly shut up, and found an empty space on the cement bench. She was about to sit on it until another woman pushed her away and sat on it herself, and was giving her a intimidating look. Angela shivered, and looked around to see if there was another place to sit. Sadly, the only place was on the cold, cement floor. She sucked it up and sat down in the corner with her back resting on the wall.

She put her knees to her chest, and crossed her arms. Her eyes wanted to water. It reminded her of an experience she had when she was just a teenager. She remembers being in a cell in San Antonio, midnight, and alone. What she was in for was for trying to steal a six pack of beer for her father at a small gas station. The police asked her what the hell she was wanting to do with the six pack, and she had lied to them saying it was for her needs only. That was when she cut off her father. She was done with it.

She was good at it, of course. But, that night she was sloppy because she was studying for a geometry final. The good thing is that she got a good score on it. All of them right. When she got home, she celebrated by taking a nap.

Now, it's different. It wasn't her doing. It was the wrong of another. She sighed sorrowfully, and hid her face in her arms. She wondered if Sheldon was OK. Actually, she wondered how they got into this mess. They never done anything wrong to harm anyone. At least, that's what she thought.

Perhaps something was done that neither Angela nor Sheldon knew they did. The only thing in Angela's mind was that Sheldon did go to the party Seibert commanded them to go. So, it couldn't have been Seibert. Well, maybe it was. Angela didn't know! But, if it was...only God knows what could happen.

Her eyes felt heavy. She wanted to sleep. She couldn't risk it because...you know...there's criminals around her. God, apparently she's a criminal herself. Great, now she's losing it.

"You got my cigarette with you?" Angela heard along the cement bench. She didn't know who was saying this, but she was thinking it was her conscious asking her for a cig.

"Would you quiet down? Another one of these addicts are gonna tackle me down for it!"

Angela looked up, and looked around at who can be having an argument. She found two suspicious women at the corner of the bench.

One of the two lowered her hand and handed it towards to the girl next to her. The girl brought out a lighter and started to light it up until the girl next to her slapped her shoulder. "Not here, you idiot! Wait till we get the hell out of here."

"Oh! And when will that be?"

Their voices started to get louder every second.

"Don't be such an ass! We'll get out of here in no time! So hold on and shut up!"