A.N.: Hey! I'm jumping again. This time to 21. Who wants to read about Bella being arrested? lol! :D
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The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 21 – Police Station
Pen Name: k8ln713
Pairing/Main Character(s): Bella/Edward
Rating: M
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BPOV
"So… Alice… can you, uh, pick me up?"
"Why? Where are you?"
"Um… jail."
"Isabella Marie Swan! How the fuck did you end up in jail?"
"Resisting doing a breathalyzer test. I was pulled over because I was swerving some on the highway, and then the cop fucking asked if I was drunk. I was like, 'No,' but he made me do that walking the line thing, and saw how I was slightly stumbling. Then he tried to do a breathalyzer test. And I tried to run, but was caught after taking five steps. I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to get in trouble in case I was considered driving while intoxicated or under the influence, whatever it is. So since I refused to do that, he had no choice but to take me in. Now can you pick me up?"
"Fine!" Alice groaned. "But you owe me!"
"A weekend of only shopping without me complaining. I promise."
"I'll be there in a little bit. Which precinct?"
"84th Precinct."
After saying goodbye, I hung up and was brought over for my mug shot – my first mug shot which I'm totally not proud of going through – and being fingerprinted. I was now in the fucking system. Fuck!
I was twenty-one, in my third year of college in NYU, going for English and Education, and had an arrest on my record. I was so not gonna be hired for a teaching job… ever! They fucking did background checks on you and if this came up, I will never get a job. Damn it! Why did Rose convince me that going out to a club on her birthday was a good idea, and then force me to end up driving home by myself because she got all hot and bothered by some mountain of a man and went home with him. Better yet, why the fuck did I decide to drive there? We live in fucking NYC! There's subways and buses and taxis to get us around and I surely could have taken one of those options to and from the club, but I didn't. I was stupid for once and got myself in real trouble. I was arrested and now am at risk for getting my license suspended.
And I need to drive.
When you live in Brooklyn, you sometimes need a car to do things, even if you can get to places by train, bus or taxi. But I go to places where I need the fucking car. Taking a bus and at train to and from school isn't a problem, but I do drive to Jersey and Long Island, and go to the supermarket, where I need my car to place my groceries in, and other places.
But my point is that I was arrested and I'm hyperventilating about the fact that I was now in the system. I was totally fucked.
So I'm now standing in front of that wall that has the heights written, waiting for the cop, who also happened to be the cop who arrested me, to hand me that black plaque that has my name on it.
"Alright… hold that. Face me," he said. I did as I was told, holding the plaque in front of me. I saw the flash, and then I was told to turn to the right so he could get my profile. I held the plaque with my left hand, it facing the cop as I faced the side and saw the flash from my peripheral.
"Come with me," the cop said as he took the plaque from me and led me over to where I'd be fingerprinted. I reluctantly followed, my head down like a puppy who was scolded. The cop took my right hand first and dipped my pinky onto the ink pad, covering the entire pad of the finger, sides included, then rolled it onto the paper. He repeated the process with the other nine fingers and then led me to my holding cell.
"OK… in you go. You waiting for someone?" he asked nicely.
"My friend. She's picking me up. She should be here soon," I murmured. I was still so disappointed in myself that this happened to me.
"You look upset."
"Duh! I was just arrested! How else do you think I'd feel?" I exclaimed.
"Sorry. Don't need to get all snappy."
I scoffed and looked away.
"Look. This happens a lot. Why are you beating yourself over it?"
"Uh… 'cause I'm a good girl who doesn't get herself arrested. Especially when I'm the daughter of a cop as well. Girls like me who are good and are the daughters of cops don't get themselves in this situation."
"Then why did you get yourself in this situation? Why did you get into your car when you knew you were inebriated?"
"I was not drunk! Slightly buzzed, but not full blown drunk."
"Drunk driving and buzzed driving are still the same, you know. Ever seen that commercial?"
"Ugh! Can you please not lecture me about the fucking law? I know I did wrong, but I can't help but be upset about it! I'm a college student who wants to be a teacher. Do you know what this will do to me when I need to go looking for a job? I get a background check! This arrest will show up and I'll probably never be hired! So thank you SO much for pulling me over, Officer, and fucking up my future!" I yelled.
"You know it isn't my fault that you're future is fucked up. It's your own fault. You drank, you got into your car, you were pulled over for the possibility of DWI, and you refused to take a breathalyzer test. Your fault. And yes, this may go on your record, but I don't think a little DWI is gonna kill you when it comes to job hunting. My aunt's a teacher, and God knows she's been arrested quite a bit. And it didn't affect her when it came to becoming a teacher. I bet as long as you have no bad history when it comes to children, or an even worse crime than DWI, then I think you'll be good.
"Besides, in New York, you don't go to prison. You have the possibility of getting your license revoked for a year. Well… a very high possibility. And being in New York City, you have many transportation options that not having a license is gonna kill you."
"What if I like driving, Officer? What if I go places in which I need a car to get me there?"
"Then you get someone to go with you. I bet you have friends who accompany you on these trips."
He was right. Whenever I went food shopping, Rose and Alice did come with me. Otherwise they didn't get any food they liked. I wasn't gonna be in charge of a shopping list that wasn't mine or just necessary for the apartment we live in. And those road trips I mentioned, we're all together. So it isn't like I'm always alone when I go places. And if I need to get somewhere by myself, I'm sure finding another way wouldn't be a big deal.
I huffed dramatically then said, "OK fine! You win on that argument." He smirked in a cocky manner. "But come on! A year without driving? I'm sure you'd feel the same if you were in my position."
"Of course I'd be pissed. But I'd get over it. And you can, too."
"Fine. I'll take not having a license for a year. I just… I just hate being in trouble. I've never done anything illegal. And just refusing to take one little stupid test landed me in the slammer for a couple of hours and I lose the privilege of driving."
"Well you'll just have the right of walking around now," he joked. I laughed a little at his lame joke. Then we heard yelling.
"I'm looking for Isabella Swan! Can you please release her?"
"That would be Alice. She's here to break me out," I commented.
"She's got quite the mouth on her."
"Wait till she starts cussing. You'd probably end up arresting her for cursing out a cop if I'm not released within two minutes and then we'd both be stuck in here. And then we'd end up having to call Rosalie, who's a bitch if she's interrupted when she's getting fucked. And I don't need that now."
"And family? Aren't they an alternative?"
"Not when they live 3000 miles west of New York."
"Ahh… alright." He then unlocked the cell. "You're free to go once your bail is settled. You'll have a date for an arraignment given to you. It'll most likely be tomorrow. So show up. It's not worth getting in deeper shit because you missed it. And then from there a hearing at the DMV. They'll tell you more."
"Thanks… um…"
"Officer Cullen. Edward Cullen."
"Right. Officer Edward Cullen. It was nice talking with you, even though we were arguing more."
"Likewise, Isabella Swan."
"Ugh! Please… just Bella. I'm only called Isabella by my parents and Alice when I'm in deep shit."
"Bella. Got it. I'll be seeing you at the arraignment. Remember… show up on time."
"I will. I will. Goodnight, Officer Cullen. Will see you tomorrow." And then I was escorted out by a different officer. I looked back at Cullen and he was just staring at me. I smiled and waved, him returning it, before turning and reaching Alice who was paying my bail. I really owed her.
I was told about the arraignment and then I was allowed to go. "Not a word, Alice," I said to her, pointing a finger at her to stop her from asking me questions about my experience in jail. I didn't want to talk about it, and if I mentioned Edward, who was extremely hot and just thinking of him was getting me hot, she'd be all over me. I wanted to be alone for now.
The next day I had my arraignment, and I pled guilty because I knew what I was doing. I refused to do a breathalyzer test so I was ready to accept the consequences. And in the end I was fined $500 and had my license suspended for a year. Yeah I was upset that I couldn't drive, and was not $500 poorer, but Edward was right… I'd get over it. I was told about the hearing at the DMV that was to take place in a couple of days and there was the possibility that since I pled guilty I could be given a conditional license that may be used to get me to and from work and to the supermarket. Not that I would care too much about that since I did say that Alice and Rose accompanied me food shopping and I take the train to work since it's a direct way of transportation between the school and my job.
As I was leaving, I saw Edward walking down the court steps, heading toward his cruiser. "Hey Officer Cullen!"
He turned around and smiled at me. "Hello Miss Swan. How's your day today?"
"Kinda shitty now that I'm gonna have five hundred less dollars in my bank account and I can't drive my car for a year, but other than that, I'm good."
"Good."
"So…" I decided to be kinda bold. "Can I get a ride?"
"What?"
"Well I can't drive, so how am I gonna get home?"
"Uh… by the person who took you or by public transportation?"
"Alice isn't with me now. She decided to go flirt with my lawyer. Knowing her, she'd be leaving me behind to tap that. And I'm broke now, I can't afford to go take a goddamn bus or train at the moment."
Edward laughed. He didn't look at me for a few seconds, but then he smiled at me, holding out his hand for me to take. "I'm off for the next couple of days. How 'bout I buy you a cup of coffee and a doughnut since you're broke? And maybe we can hang out"
I bit my lip in thought and then nodded. "I'd like that. And do I have to call you Officer Cullen all the time?"
"No. You can call me Edward." And then he leant in closer to whisper in my ear. "Unless this little date goes well and we end up at my place… then I expect you to address me as Officer Cullen."
I shivered at the thought of being thrown down and handcuffed while he fucked me. "Yes, Officer."
"Good. Let's go, missy. You're in trouble and you need to be taught a lesson."
"Can I at least have my coffee and doughnut first?" I asked, playing along and widening my eyes at the thought of being denied a cup of joe and a Boston Crème doughnut.
"Alright. But just one."
"Oh and I need my one phone call. I'm gonna need to call Alice and tell her I won't be home."
"Yes ma'am!"
A.N.: So I hoped you liked it! I appreciate any and all reviews, so can you all be so kind and leave me some love? Thank you! :)
I also hope that any info I wrote about is true. I had to really look up a lot of shit on being arrested and what the law is in NY about refusing a breathalyzer test is - and it's true that it's no prison time... only a fine and losing your license. For other states, go look it up. I also hope the ending didn't suck. I got kinda lazy.
Well I'll be seeing ya in a bit when I post the next one. Let me tell you... this challenge is hard! BYE! xoxo
