Jackie took a final draw of her cigarette before flicking it into the dirt.
She knocked on the large steel door.
It cracked open slightly.
"Come in," a male voice said.
She adjusted her 'assets' and walked in.
There stood a man in his thirties.
He wasn't the usual kind of customer she was used to. His long dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail and his thick-rimmed glasses completed geeky outfit.
"So you're Eddie's girl?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah. How about you go lay down on the bed. I will take care of you," she smiled, motion to the corner of the room.
Jackie crawled up the bed over the man.
"Can we use handcuffs?" the man asked sheepishly as she began to undo his belt buckle.
"Sure but it will cost you extra."
The man nodded.
"I will just go get them," she said starting to crawl off the bed.
"Don't worry, I have my own," the man said as he reached in to his pocket and retrieved a set.
He then locked one over Jackie's right wrist and the other to the bed head.
She looked at him weirdly.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," he said flashing his police badge.
He got off the bed and unlocked the cuff from the bed, linking it to her left wrist so her arms were behind her back.
"Fuck," she muttered, putting her head down.
"You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney one will be provided for you."
The officer led Jackie out the back door to his car.
"Look what trash we have here, Sgt. Adams?" she heard a new voice say.
Jackie looked up to see what she guest was his partner.
This man was a muscular man much like the man who was holding her. The only real difference was that this new man hair was curly and he was sporting a mustache.
This Sgt. Clarke, is why I joined to force. To get rid of scum like this," Adams said pushing her into the back of the car.
She was then escorted to the police station.
Jackie was very quickly dragged into an office.
A man whom she had seen many times walked through the door.
"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. We have to stop meeting like this," the man said.
"Chief Orndoff. I would say it was a pleasure but you would probably charge me with false accusation," she replied sarcastically.
"Zip it little girl!" he roared back, "Now I have given you countless second chance and I think you have just run out of luck. If I had my way, you would be in some Woman's jail right now but you are still a minor so I have another idea. There is a new program for teens just like you, multi- time offenders. You will be held there until you turn eighteen. Then depending on your behavior and progress you will either be released into society or will be shipped off to a minimum-security prison. This is the first run of it and lucky for you, there is one more female spot."
"Oh joy," Jackie said as Sgt. Clarke and Adams escorted her to her cell.
"You will be held here until tomorrow," Sgt. Clarke said as they shut the door.
She knocked on the large steel door.
It cracked open slightly.
"Come in," a male voice said.
She adjusted her 'assets' and walked in.
There stood a man in his thirties.
He wasn't the usual kind of customer she was used to. His long dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail and his thick-rimmed glasses completed geeky outfit.
"So you're Eddie's girl?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah. How about you go lay down on the bed. I will take care of you," she smiled, motion to the corner of the room.
Jackie crawled up the bed over the man.
"Can we use handcuffs?" the man asked sheepishly as she began to undo his belt buckle.
"Sure but it will cost you extra."
The man nodded.
"I will just go get them," she said starting to crawl off the bed.
"Don't worry, I have my own," the man said as he reached in to his pocket and retrieved a set.
He then locked one over Jackie's right wrist and the other to the bed head.
She looked at him weirdly.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," he said flashing his police badge.
He got off the bed and unlocked the cuff from the bed, linking it to her left wrist so her arms were behind her back.
"Fuck," she muttered, putting her head down.
"You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney one will be provided for you."
The officer led Jackie out the back door to his car.
"Look what trash we have here, Sgt. Adams?" she heard a new voice say.
Jackie looked up to see what she guest was his partner.
This man was a muscular man much like the man who was holding her. The only real difference was that this new man hair was curly and he was sporting a mustache.
This Sgt. Clarke, is why I joined to force. To get rid of scum like this," Adams said pushing her into the back of the car.
She was then escorted to the police station.
Jackie was very quickly dragged into an office.
A man whom she had seen many times walked through the door.
"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. We have to stop meeting like this," the man said.
"Chief Orndoff. I would say it was a pleasure but you would probably charge me with false accusation," she replied sarcastically.
"Zip it little girl!" he roared back, "Now I have given you countless second chance and I think you have just run out of luck. If I had my way, you would be in some Woman's jail right now but you are still a minor so I have another idea. There is a new program for teens just like you, multi- time offenders. You will be held there until you turn eighteen. Then depending on your behavior and progress you will either be released into society or will be shipped off to a minimum-security prison. This is the first run of it and lucky for you, there is one more female spot."
"Oh joy," Jackie said as Sgt. Clarke and Adams escorted her to her cell.
"You will be held here until tomorrow," Sgt. Clarke said as they shut the door.