Chapter 7

                                    

                                          
" Bad decisions that's alright, welcome to my silly life." 
                          
Armoni
                          
The sound of the water droplets hit the floor from the ceiling rapidly. It made a drip drop sound as it felt to the floor for each and every time. 
                          
My cell mate rolled over and faced me as a line of dribble escaped her mouth. I held onto my stomach because I felt myself about to become very nauseous just by seeing that. 
                          
Being in prison isn't the right place for any mother that is pregnant. Reason being is that, you see a lot of disgusting shit everyday that makes you sick to your stomach. 
                          
If I knew better a few months ago, I would have never shot at Princess because look where it got me. It was a stupid ass mistake I made for a man who still doesn't want me. 
                          
I don't know how I allowed myself to be so foolish over a guy. It wasn't even worth me almost spending the rest of my life in prison. 
                          
Thinking about it, I just should of let him go instead of trying to hurt his other family. It made no sense I did that & still didn't win him over.
                          
I'm about to have my child in prison and this isn't the life I want. My child is going to grow up without a mother in her life and it sucks that I have to be away so long.
                          
Everyday that I lay my head down inside of this cell, I think about all of the foolish decisions I made. There's nobody walking this earth that I can blame but Armoni. 
                          
Four months ago, I was sentenced to 15 years in prison for attempted murder. The first week I cried my eyes out because I'm not built to live in prison. 
                          
I cannot do neither of the things I like to do and I'm always filty. Very rare they would let us shower three times out of the week. Prison life is horrible and I'm praying that time flys by quickly. 
                          
Myself & three others share a cell. I have one friend and that's Chrissy. The others are like dikes and are so manly whereas I'm scared of them. 
                          
Chrissy is the kind of chick I would hang out with outside of prison. She reminds me of how I use to be in so many ways & it's the reason why I can relate to her so well. 
                          
I told Chrissy everything about why am I in here and just like everybody else she told me it was a foolish decision. There's no running from the fact that it was but hey life is all about learning. 
                          
" Ouch." I said as I felt my baby kicking. I'm now seven months and I'm super huge. My baby is about to drop in a minute and I honestly cannot wait until I see his or her face for that moment. I know that I won't see the baby for so long because my child has to be taking from me. 
                          
I've already told child services that I don't want Dre to have my child but they haven't got back to me as yet to keep me updated. The only thing that I know is today they booked me a doctors appointment to make sure that my baby is in good health. 
                          
" Hey." I heard Chrissy said. 
                          
" Hey." I mumbled. 
                          
" How are you feeling today." She asked. 
                          
" I'm okay I guess." I lied.