New York's Finest

A True Christmas Story!
Friday Afternoon 12:37pm                       
December 21,2012                       
Bronx New York                       
4 days till Christmas !                       
                          
NO! NO! I beg as a female detective                        
shakes me down.               
                
"STOP PLEASE!"            
          
I crossed my legs               
and teeter a little backing up             
telling Her "WAIT PLEASE!"               
as I put my hand out at arms length               
whining in terror.             
"I'm peeing my pants!"               
She's like, why?  
an I'm like I DUNNO!               
I swear She wanted to laugh.               
Stunned-faced and bug eyed,               
like a deer caught in a head light               
I froze and locked my expression               
into place.               
                          
                          
The female Detective           
pushed me up against the wall while holding me           
by my right wrist. My more than half smoked blunt      
fell to the ground at my feet.      
The detective looked dead into my face    
with a smirk then bent down and picked it up.    
                         
                          
"I was surrounded"                       
wtf was I thinking,                       
wha'                       
h'y                       
h'w?                       
FUCK,                       
I was done!                       
                          
My head hangs low                        
thoughts of many                       
bottom line scenarios                       
play-out in my head consecutively                        
                          
I start to choke on my breath                     
begging with my eyes                       
I find my voice and plead my case.                       
"Please officers it's Christmas                    
"You're not gonna arrest me are you"?                  
That's all that came out of my mouth                  
in a tiny mouse like voice asking                      
over and over, at least 6,7 times!!"                  
My plea it seemed was falling on deaf ears...           
                        
"Miss? Have you ever been arrested?"           
(asked the detective)                       
I thought quickly to myself                       
and decided to lie.                       
Trying not to look guilty                       
I answer, no ma'am I have not,                    
never.                      
                         
The Detective replies,                       
"you better not be lying."                       
I answer, no Ma'am, I'm not.                       
The officer then asked me several                  
question one after the other.                       
Do I have any crack, crack pipes?                       
stolen credit cards? Or anything else that                        
would warrant an immediate arrest?                       
I looked shocked while saying                       
HELL NO!                       
The Female Detective                  
looks at her partner like she                  
doesn't really wanna let me go.                          
   
While pleading with my eyes                  
not to arrest me  I spit out a feeble attempt                  
to prolong my freedom volunteering a ticket for myself,                    
that I most defiantly would pay, I said in shock.             
(I meant definitely)                          
             
The female Detectives partner                  
gestures to Her like I dunno and      
frowns and tilts his head to my left.                
He pulled out his phone.                       
                  
I look at him like a lost lamb                  
as my eyes began filling up                
with dread....                  
I'm ready.                       
I fall silent                  
I'm holding my breath....                        
                          
It felt like my heart was stuck                     
inside my throat, sweat starts                       
to gather on my forehead and brow.                       
The two detectives went back and forth                       
a few times until finally saying                       
Merry Christmas Miss now beat it!!!                       
I WAS LIKE OMG! thank you,thanks a lot                       
I said while hurriedly going on my way.                       
                          
Wow....                     
I exhaled in slow motion                       
mumbling under my breath                       
how truly lucky I was today.              
No Jail                       
No ticket                        
No ID check, nothing!!                       
Had this been any other state,                        
well any I've lived in,                       
it would of been a rap.                       
I love NYC for so many reasons                       
and here is another                        
I will add to that list      
Merry Christmas                     
New York's finest!!        
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