Cell 118 | Chris Brown

Chapter 5

Chris

"Man, listen, she beautiful. Look better than anything walking around VA"

"Beautiful and fucking psycho." Mijo replied

"Yeah Chris, you can't get a normal girl?" Red commented

"Didn't you say she in there for murder? She gon fuck around and kill yo ass too" Keeis laughed

"Fuck ya'll" I folded my arms

"All these females out here and you stuck on a chick in prison, do you not see how stupid that sound" Red looked at me before shaking his head

I sat there as they continued their jokes. I don't really care about what they think. I'm grown.

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Jasmine

I sat in my cell staring at the wall. I can't wait until I'm out of this place. I closed my eyes thinking about everything that happened and how I ended up here.

"You alright"

I slightly jumped, opening my eyes "Yea, I'm good" I wiped my face

"You sure? You know you can talk to me." Chris sat beside me

"I'm good. Just thinking about different things. A lot of thoughts running through my mind right now." I played with my fingers

"How did you end up in here?"

Flashback

"Jasmine! What are you doing?!" Jackie, my biological mother, screamed

"You let this nigga repeatedly rape me. I cried to you and you believed him over me! I had to live with this shit but not anymore. He gon hurt just like I did" I yelled through my tears

"Don't hurt him, please" She begged

I laughed "You love this nigga more than your own child. But I guess I would too if I was a fucking addict!"

She began to walk towards me

"Jackie, I promise you, if you come any closer, he's dead"

"I'm sorry baby girl, come on untie me. Let's talk about this." He pleaded

"Fuck you" I plunged a knife into his leg and he screamed. "Don't say shit to me."

"Get the fuck back!" I pointed a knife at Jackie "You don't seem to understand that he took something that I could never get back. While you were sticking fucking needles in your arm and sniffing powder, this nigga took your child's innocence" tears streamed down my face

I walked over to the counter and picked up my gun.

"Now Eric. Since you took something from me that I can never get back, I'ma do the same to you" I smiled "But you know I'm a bit more extreme"

"You can either watch him die or you can leave. But either way he's going to die" I turned to Jackie as I put the gun to his head

They both begged me not to do it. Did I care? No. Revenge is sweet. I watched as he cried like the bitch he is. And I loved every moment. I smiled as I placed the barrel of gun in his mouth and began singing "Hush little baby don't you cry. Just pretend my barrel is ya pacifier. And if that pacifier don't bust, the gun probably jammed and you struck good luck. I know you happy I just sang, Im happy I fixed the gun" BANG!

I watched as his lifeless body slumped over.

"Shut the fuck up Jackie! Do you want to join him?!" I yelled and she rapidly shook her head no

Flashback Over

Being abused for so long left me hurt and broken. I contemplated suicide but never had the heart to do it. I buried my emotions, put up a wall and blocked out everyone. I have to be tough so I won't get hurt anymore.

"I don't want to talk about it right now" I laid my head on his shoulder

"That's fine. I understand" he rubbed my back.