I Don't Giva Af About Love

Chapter 0

2009
Atlanta,downtown

My third garo had just been finished. I light a fourth while watching the first 3 police car park outside my house.

I smile and look at my watch.

5:40.

Mh, they're on time.

Only 20 minutes left and they will be able to intervene.

-*whistles* "YOU TOOK A LONG TIME!"

The policeman look at me and I laugh as I climb down from my window sill.

I'm not even going to finish my cigarettes in scred, I'm too lazy.

I shot it while aiming for the head of a police officer.

I put on my shoes and a t-shirts.

It's still hot to go to prison at 19, it's something weird but hey it's my destiny and I can't do anything about it.

I slowly went into my mother room and watched her sleep.

I smile and stroke her  hair as I crouch in front of his face.

She opened her eyes and looks at me.

-"are you mad ?"

She doesn't answer me and prefer to place kiss my forehead.

-"you promised me not cry ma' "

Mom-".....you think it's easy ?"

I shrug.

- "I see it well"

She let out a smile due my insolence while caressing my cheeks.

Mom- "I'm not proud of you because I know you can do better thant that..."

I smile as I place a kiss on back her hand.

Mom-"But I love you so much."

-"Me too."

She takes me in her arms And I heard her breathe, surely not to let go of tears.

I get up and I look at my watch.

-"dont say anything to the little one."

Mom-" they're going to end up Not to understand it." 

- "give it time, don't tell Anything at all."

She sighs and nods positively.

-"mom, I'm counting on you, eh, I want to see in bombbbbbb when I go out. Little heels, bimbo makeup, all that eh."

She smile, I would anything to see her smile.

Yeah....it's true that by going to prison, I'm doing the opposite but I want her to keep smiling 

Mom- I'll try.

I give her a long kiss on the her forehead and all over her face before leaving her room.

I'm already opening the front door  so they don't wake my little sister doing their circuses.

I smile as I look at my parents weeding  photo, a fucking couple.

Where's my father ? 

Oh....today ho work night shift, it's better For me anyway, I don't want see the  deception In he's eye.

Well...I will see him in court but I know he will understand me, my father always understand me.

I look at my car keys that were in my pocket and throw the on the couch.