Blackout: Stand Your Ground by Shan, David Weaver Page A

and stared into her brown eyes. “I do remember. I told you that this gun was for my protection and-”
     

     
      “No! You said that gun was for our protection! So it’s only right that if you’re walking out of this house with that gun, that you take me right along with you! You will not leave me here alone Jawan !”
     

     
      Jawan’s tears fell as he stared at his fiancé. He shook his head and tried to force a smile to reassure her that everything was going to be ok. “Baby, I’m just going to the courthouse with the rest of the protestors. I just wanna see what’s going on, and if they start tripping I don’t want you to be around that shit.”
     

     
      Meesie wrapped her petite hand around Jawan’s wrist. She returned his stare and shook her head at his suggestions. “See now… it doesn’t work like that Jawan . I don’t want to live my life without you in it. So if you’re going to be around danger, then I want to be around it also. Furthermore, there’s nothing in the world that can stop me from going down to the courthouse, even if you say no. I love you, and I’m a part of you.”
     

     
      Jawan looked at what Meesie had on and just knew that she wouldn’t leave out of the house like that. He smiled at her strength, kissed her on the lips, and turned around and left out.
     

     
    ***
     
      By the time he started up his car, Meesie was running out the house with her sneakers in hand. She still had her hair wrap on her head, her cell phone was in her hand, and was still wearing his huge t-shirt that she only wore to bed. The t-shirt was so big that it fit like a dress on her petite body.
     

     
      “ Jawan ! Wait!” She screamed as she ran towards the car as fast as she could. Jawan saw the dice game stop and saw the men stare at his fiancé run, and knew he couldn’t just drive off like that.
     

     
      She climbed into the car, slammed the door, and put her seatbelt on as she braced herself for the ride her future husband was about to take her on. She knew that Jawan had an anger issue, but she also knew that his anger had never been directed towards her. She felt she was fortunate to have found a man of his caliber, and nothing short of death would allow her to leave his side.
     

     
      They drove down the block, made a left turn, and made it approximately 3 blocks before a police officer shifted from the left lane and into the lane that Jawan was driving in. The police officer was following Jawan closely as he made his way towards the Sanford courthouse.
     

     
      “Damn!” Meesie said as she dropped her head into her palms. “Damn, damn, damn!”
     

     
      Jawan glared at her briefly. “Get it together girl, you’re making me nervous.”
     

     
      “He’s gonna pull us over Jawan . I forgot to pay the car insurance.”
     

     
      Jawan panicked. He couldn’t get caught with a firearm because he had been convicted on a felony theft by receiving charge a few years prior. His friend at the time had stolen some $30,000 Rolexes, and wanted him to hold onto one of them until things cooled down. As soon as he dropped off the Rolex, the police came through shortly afterwards. That was the last time that he considered himself as having a friend.
     

     
      Jawan was a felon, and a gun was the last thing that needed to be in his possession. He tried to pull the gun out of his waistband discreetly; but before he could get it out, the police officer had turned the lights on.
     

     
      “Give me the gun baby.” Meesie said as she reached over and pulled it out of his pants for him.
     

     
      “No, give it back Meesie . I got it.” Jawan said gently and without looking in her direction. “If he mentions anything about getting out of the car-“
     

     
      “Do you realize that you’re driving without any insurance sir?” The officer asked as he flashed a light into Jawan’s face and around the inside of the car. He flashed a light on