lights flashing behind us. I looked at Kash.
“Mother fucker,” he mumbled, as he pulled his car onto the shoulder.
“You weren’t even speeding were you?” I asked.
“Nah,” he said as he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, and rolled his window down.
When the officer walked up to the window, I couldn’t help but give him a dirty look; it was the same jerk from the police station that wouldn’t help me. Douche. Stupid small town.
“License and registration,” he demanded, as he looked inside the car. He made eye contact with me and then shook his head with a cocky smile. Kash handed him both, and the officer stared at his license.
“Kash Bennett,” he said, and stared down at the license.
“That would be me,” Kash said sarcastically.
“Don’t move,” he said as he patted the door of Kash’s car, and walked back to his patrol car.
“He’s a prick,” I whispered.
“Looks that way,” Kash said.
“Trust me, he is,” I said.
“You know him?” Kash asked.
“No, but I’ll explain later,” I said, as the officer walked back up to the window, putting his cell phone in his pocket.
The cop walked back up to the driver’s side window and poked his head inside.
“Do I smell marijuana?” he asked.
“What?” Kash said, and started to laugh.
“It’s not a joke, boy, get out of the car,” he said, and opened the driver’s door.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Kash said, he was pissed.
The cop grabbed Kash by the back of the shirt and shoved him against the hood of the car. Tears filled my eyes as I threw the passenger’s side door open.
“What are you doing? Stop!” I yelled at the officer.
“Ma’am, you need to get your ass back in the car, unless you want to spend the night in jail,” he said as he stared at me, while still holding Kash down.
“Mackenzie, get in the car,” Kash said, he was seething with anger.
“I’d do what your boyfriend says, Mackenzie,” he said with that disgusting grin that I wanted to slap off of his face.
I got back in the car and slammed the door, but rolled my window down so I could hear what was going on.
“You sure you don’t have any drugs in the car, Mr. Bennett?” he asked.
“What the fuck, man, no, I don’t do drugs,” Kash said.
“You don’t do drugs, but you don’t mind doing married women, do ya?” He laughed as he grabbed Kash by the back of the shirt and pulled him upright.
What the hell was he talking about?
“I’m just going to search your car real quick, make sure there’s no drugs in there. That ok with you, Kash? Otherwise, I can call the dogs to come out and check for me,” he said.
“Whatever, man, go for it,” Kash said. His jaws were flinching and he was close to losing it, there was no doubt about it.
The dirty cop opened the driver’s side door and started shuffling things around. I doubt he was really looking for anything. He opened the middle console and started throwing everything into the driver’s side floor board. He reached over to the glove compartment and opened it. He took everything out and threw it into my lap. My eyes were full of tears and my body was shaking, I was so pissed off. I could see Kash glaring at him. This was horrible.
“You sure know how to pick ‘em, don’t you?” he said with a laugh, and then raised up and slammed the door.
“I’m gonna let you go this time, since I’m such a nice guy,” he said as he grinned at Kash, who just stared at him.
“Go on, get your ass out of here. But keep in mind, I got my eyes on you, boy,” he said as he threw Kash’s driver’s license and insurance on the ground, and walked back to his patrol car. Kash picked them both up off the ground and then opened the driver’s side door. He saw all of his stuff scattered everywhere and I noticed the veins in his neck throbbing.
“Are you ok?” I asked, but he didn’t answer me. He picked up all of his things out of the floor board and threw them in the
“Mother fucker,” he mumbled, as he pulled his car onto the shoulder.
“You weren’t even speeding were you?” I asked.
“Nah,” he said as he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, and rolled his window down.
When the officer walked up to the window, I couldn’t help but give him a dirty look; it was the same jerk from the police station that wouldn’t help me. Douche. Stupid small town.
“License and registration,” he demanded, as he looked inside the car. He made eye contact with me and then shook his head with a cocky smile. Kash handed him both, and the officer stared at his license.
“Kash Bennett,” he said, and stared down at the license.
“That would be me,” Kash said sarcastically.
“Don’t move,” he said as he patted the door of Kash’s car, and walked back to his patrol car.
“He’s a prick,” I whispered.
“Looks that way,” Kash said.
“Trust me, he is,” I said.
“You know him?” Kash asked.
“No, but I’ll explain later,” I said, as the officer walked back up to the window, putting his cell phone in his pocket.
The cop walked back up to the driver’s side window and poked his head inside.
“Do I smell marijuana?” he asked.
“What?” Kash said, and started to laugh.
“It’s not a joke, boy, get out of the car,” he said, and opened the driver’s door.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Kash said, he was pissed.
The cop grabbed Kash by the back of the shirt and shoved him against the hood of the car. Tears filled my eyes as I threw the passenger’s side door open.
“What are you doing? Stop!” I yelled at the officer.
“Ma’am, you need to get your ass back in the car, unless you want to spend the night in jail,” he said as he stared at me, while still holding Kash down.
“Mackenzie, get in the car,” Kash said, he was seething with anger.
“I’d do what your boyfriend says, Mackenzie,” he said with that disgusting grin that I wanted to slap off of his face.
I got back in the car and slammed the door, but rolled my window down so I could hear what was going on.
“You sure you don’t have any drugs in the car, Mr. Bennett?” he asked.
“What the fuck, man, no, I don’t do drugs,” Kash said.
“You don’t do drugs, but you don’t mind doing married women, do ya?” He laughed as he grabbed Kash by the back of the shirt and pulled him upright.
What the hell was he talking about?
“I’m just going to search your car real quick, make sure there’s no drugs in there. That ok with you, Kash? Otherwise, I can call the dogs to come out and check for me,” he said.
“Whatever, man, go for it,” Kash said. His jaws were flinching and he was close to losing it, there was no doubt about it.
The dirty cop opened the driver’s side door and started shuffling things around. I doubt he was really looking for anything. He opened the middle console and started throwing everything into the driver’s side floor board. He reached over to the glove compartment and opened it. He took everything out and threw it into my lap. My eyes were full of tears and my body was shaking, I was so pissed off. I could see Kash glaring at him. This was horrible.
“You sure know how to pick ‘em, don’t you?” he said with a laugh, and then raised up and slammed the door.
“I’m gonna let you go this time, since I’m such a nice guy,” he said as he grinned at Kash, who just stared at him.
“Go on, get your ass out of here. But keep in mind, I got my eyes on you, boy,” he said as he threw Kash’s driver’s license and insurance on the ground, and walked back to his patrol car. Kash picked them both up off the ground and then opened the driver’s side door. He saw all of his stuff scattered everywhere and I noticed the veins in his neck throbbing.
“Are you ok?” I asked, but he didn’t answer me. He picked up all of his things out of the floor board and threw them in the
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