Read Me My Rights

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A fresh start is just what I needed, and that's what I was getting.
I still haven't figured out why I stayed in that town after my parents died, but something told me it was time for me to go. I needed away from everything.
I was lost in my thoughts when i saw a sign, that said Jefferson next exit. I pulled my truck off the highway when I reached the exit.
As I slowed down for the stop sign at the end of the road, i took a look around.
A few convenient stores, small local shops, a bar and a restaurant.
‘I could use a drink’ I said to myself as I made up my mind where to stop.

I pulled my truck into the parking spot closest to the door, stepped out; something felt right about this place. I couldn't tell exactly what, but it felt so right.
I opened the door leading inside, it was dark smelt of booze and cigarettes.
Made me think of Michael’s place, i thought about turning around and walking out.
I wasn't about to let him win, my daddy raised me better than that.
I was a fighter, I never let anyone walk on me, never took shit from anyone type of girl.

I stepped up onto the stool in front of the bar, and thought this is it. This is where i’ll start over.
“What can I get ya?” the lady behind the bar asked,
“Triple 6” I smiled at her

“Hey baby, come with me i'll show you a triple six” he slurred from behind me
“No thanks” I said as I took my drink from the bar tender
“look at me bitch, i said come with me” he grabbed my hair and shoved my face into the bar
He pulled me off my bar stool facing him, he was tall and fat. Probably lost his job from drinking because he smelt so bad of booze.
“Look you pussy ass, if you want to fight grow a pair and throw some punches, don't pull hair” I said throwing a right hook into his nose, he immediately let go of me and placed his hands on his face screaming names at me.

“Come on brother, were taking this outside” I saw a guy stand up from the bar a few seats down from me, he grabbed the drunk by his shirt and basically threw him out the door to the parking lot.
“where I come from, the next thing coming is an ass whooping” the guy said as he took his final step out the door and started in on the guy.

“You stupid little whore, if my man gets arrested your ass is mine” I heard some lady yell at me from the pool tables across the room
“Which side would you like to start with sweetheart?” I smirked at her, as I took the last swig of my drink; it had my blood pumping from all the alcohol in it.
She came after me, i moved out of the way, just as I was picked up and pulled outside with her right behind the guy.
“Keep it outside ladies” he said as he walked back inside
She came at me again, but stopped when she saw her ‘man’ on the ground, just then the police showed up.
They placed handcuffs on the drunk and the guy who took him outside.

“I told you, he gets arrested your ass is mine” She screamed at me
“Let’s go then, i'll drop your ass right here in front of the cops” I laughed at her, from the time i was old enough to be arrested i've been in and out of jail. I don't have a temper people just need to learn to mind their own damn business, is what my dad always said.

I saw the one guy sitting in the back of the cop car laughing, i turned my attention back to the crazy lady. I saw her take a swing, i grabbed her fist before she came close to hitting me.
The look on her face was fucking priceless, like she had just seen the most horrifying thing in the world.
While she was still in shock i took the advantage to throw in the same right hook i gave her man, she went to the ground immediately.
One of the cops came running up to me, throwing me on the ground putting cuffs on me and dragging me to the cop car.

On the ride to the station I couldn't help but laugh, i just got to this town and i'm already being thrown in jail. Old habits die hard i guess.
Once they had us booked, and were ready to take our mug shots I made sure to smile as I always did in them; showing how proud i was.
The officer got mad and threw me into the cell, i went and sat down. I laughed quietly at myself.

After a few minutes, i could hear the officers yelling at someone to calm down. It got quiet all of a sudden then they threw him up against the cell door. It was the same guy who whooped the old drunks ass at the bar.
“Well Mr.Gilbert looks like you get to share a cell with your soul mate for the night” the officer said shoving him into the cell.

Once he caught his balance in the cell, we were face to face. I had never felt this feeling before, it was just how my mom said it would be. Weak knees, huge lump in my throat, my stomach basically in my chest, my heart beating a thousand miles an hour.

He looked down at me and smiled, right then and there I knew what my mom said was true
‘You’ll know when you see him’ ‘You'll know he's the one’ ‘Don't fight it’