You were on one knee again. I was about to say yes. “Nunez!”
My eyes shoot open and I’m in my red jumpsuit. I turn to look at the guard, he brought me the book I wanted. Two nights ago that is.
The girls in my pod were joyous and full of life. I just smiled when needed and tucked the book under my mat. Then climbed in my cocoon to fall asleep again till court.
It was four o’clock when I read what happened. Stabbing you and breaking your phone was the only intentions I had apparently. Your real name pops up throughout the reading and I’m filled with rage, hurt and vengeance.
Instead I cry. Screaming inside hoping someone notices. My heart burned and crumbled. All because I wanted you to leave and you couldn’t, wouldn’t.
I’m stuck with felonies to fight while you get to run around free. I hope you never see me again and I to you. Everyone was right.