Down to the Second.
Chapter Twenty-One//♥
When Carter pulls up to the jail, I jump out quickly, rushing for the door. He runs closely behind, scraping my heel with his shoe multiple times. I think he knows what I’m going to do, he just hopes that I change my mind.
“Ma’am, where do you think you’re going?” I hear an officer, obviously on guard, ask me. I slow down and try to act casual.
“Oh, I’m sorry, are visiting times over?” I ask sweetly, giving him a smile. He blushes a little.
“Erm…no, you’ve got an hour or so. Who are you here to visit?”
“My uncle, he was just brought in a few hours ago.” I lie easily.
“Oh, that guy? He’s disgusting. Don’t you know what he did? He’s being kept under lots of security, and is too dangerous to be visited. I’m sorry.” Knowing I had to get this guy to cave in, I start to cry, burying my face into my palms. “What’s wrong, ma’am?”
“It’s just…I love him, and I know he’s a criminal, but he practically raised me, and if he gets the death penalty…” I start to sob harder, and I can tell the officer feels bad. “I just want to see him one last time, just for a minute. Please…” The officer picks up a phone and dials a number, then waits for someone to pick up.
“Yes, I have a young lady down here who would like to come up and see Mr. Smith…yes, I know that’s not allowed, but listen, she just wants a second, and she has a young man here with her…thank you so much, she’ll be up in a minute.” He looks at me. “They’re giving you ten minutes alone with him. Go upstairs, he’s in cell 264.”
“Oh, thank you so much!” I run over and hug the officer, smile at him, and then go up the stairs with Carter.
“Wow…” He says.
“What? I always get what I want.” I snicker.
“You’re not actually going to do this, are you?” His voice is shaking, knowing that he will get in huge trouble if we get caught, but willing to do it for me.
“Just watch me.” We reach the top of the stairs and take a left, until we reach cell 264. A gray haired man with rotting gray teeth and moles on his face looks at us and moves to the front of the cell.
“What the he/l do you want?” He asks us. I quietly try to wriggle the gun from my purse while Carter covers me.
“Just wanted to uhh…you know…” Carter tries to think of something to say to the man, who spits on the ground and starts to walk away from us. I pull the gun from my purse quickly and pull the trigger, sending a bullet right into the back of his balding head. He falls to the ground face first, blood pouring from the wound. Knowing someone must have heard the gunshot; Carter and I sprint back down the stairs and out the door, right past the officer who helped us. He chases us out, asking what that loud noise was, but we just shrug and keep running. We hop into Carter’s car and race back to my house, hoping no one was following us. Unfortunately, a police car comes speeding around the corner suddenly, not giving us enough time to drive away, and blocks us into the driveway. The officer gets out and walks around to the driver’s side, yanking Carter out of the car. Another officer does the same to me, and handcuffs us both.
“You are arrested under the charges of attempted murder. You have the right to remain silent.” One of the cops says, throwing us both into the police car and driving us in the same direction we just came from.
“I’m sorry.” I mouth to Carter, but he ignores me and gazes out the window.
The next story I write is going to be more happy and inspiring.
I'm sick of writing violent things...
Anyway, feedback?
Sorry it's been so long, with summer and all I've been busy.
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