All Chapters of Why Are you Still In My Brain?: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

William smile as he sees me get into the car, he waves his hand behind the car before I pull away. William is a good guy, not gonna lie but he does a good job. I turn on the engine and pull away from the driveway leaving William behind. Everyone must be worried at home, and I have to make up a story after I get home. It’s been five years I’m not doing any shit in my life, I kind of like it, and I enjoyed my last 48 hours.Hearing Lena’s name makes me miss her even more, I was looking out at the incredible, tropical view from our suite’s balcony when I felt my beautiful girlfriend’s arms wrap around me and her warm, red lipstick covered lips press against my neck. I closed my eyes and smiled before she reached into my shorts. “A-uh! I’m starving and want breakfast” I groaned as I shook my head. “You know what babe, I know what I want for breakfast” She replied.

The sunlight coming through my half-opened window, hitting my bare face and causing me to awake. “Ah, shit” I groan, stretching my body. “This place is messed up!” I say as I’m looking at my house. Everything scattered, food wrappers everywhere, the shoes not placed like they used to, the fridge full opens, making the room temperature kind of cold. “Fuck!” I sigh, getting up from the couch. “I can’t believe this is happening to me” I mumble.I make my way to the kitchen and about to shut the fridge door, instead of cleaning the mess, I grab an apple from the fridge and bite the apple little by little while processing my mind. “I think I have to call Ben and ask him for some help...” I say deep inside. I walk towards the living room and place my ass on the couch, making a good position for me before I grab the phone. “Fiuhhh…” I sigh, grabbing my phone and make my way to call Ben.

Today is my last day as a free woman. I chose to spend the last day of my freedom with my sister, Rosa. Ben and I have spent so much time in these past few weeks. We went to the beach and enjoyed the day together, eating ice cream and hot dogs. I’m not feeling good in these past weeks since I passed out that day. I have no idea what happened to me that day, I felt like someone just hit my head and that caused me to blackout.   “You okay?” Rosa asks, she sits on the couch and chews her snack as she looks at me grabbing more snacks in the kitchen. “

We pull away and make our way to New Jersey, and we’ll be there around one and half hours. I finally leave Queens and back to my town after a long time, it’s almost 8 PM and I’ll be locked in prison in the next few hours. My dad keeps calling his friend and asked him about my private prison room. They considerate put me into the private prison in the middle of the night so that no one would see how that corrupt people do their job.   “You good?” Rosa checking on me from the front seat next to my dad, she keeps asking me the same question over and over again to make sure that I’m alright. “Yeah, don’t worry” I respond. I’m not scared of prison, I’m not scared of everything, my head hurts and it always happens since something strange happens to me last month. “Huk…huk…” I coughed and will immediately throw up. “Hey, hey? Are you okay? Dad stops the car!” Rosa exclaims.   I quickly open the car’s door and throw my body on the ground then I thro

The sun has risen, I fall asleep last night when my mind keeps thinking about my old lover. I take a shower at 7 AM, and there are a lot of people in the public bathroom. I make my way to my cell with a wrapped towel on my body, it’s a woman's prison and it’s fine to walk half-naked after taking shower, some of them not even wear anything when they’re brushing their teeth. I kind of like this place, I secretly love this place.“Mmmm mmmm hummm” I hum as I wear my clothes and drying my hair. It’s my first breakfast in prison and I hope they have a portion of nice food in here. My back hurts and I think I got a wrong sleep position last night or my bunk is too gauzy for me. “Alright all done, you look perfect!” I say as I’m standing in front of a small mirror on the wall. I got money in my prison account and my dad left me 500 dollars last night.