My Cop.

The Lollipop.

You leave your motel room and decide to go to the convenience store and get something, all though you don't have money, and it's midnight.

As you walk you think about your past.

How when you were just 14 years old, your mother was killed by cops while she was trying to protect you.

They thought she had a weapon, when all she had was her wallet.

When they realized she didn't have a weapon no charges were placed on the police man that shot her.

From that day forward your father has been a drunk, and always comes back home with sluts.

You have never believed in the law since the day your mother was killed.

You stand outside and stare at the light while sighing.

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I don't know what I want, but I better make it quick so no one notices.

You sigh again and look down.

You walk inside and look at the cashier and then in one of the isles.

You notice a rack with lollipops hanging off of it and look at the flavors.

Grape, Orange, Cherry, Strawberry and Cola.

You grab a random one and put it in your pocket.

The cashier notices you grab something and doesn't hesitate to hit a button sending a message directly to the police.

You don't notice and still look around pretending that you, are looking for something.

In a far you can see lights flashing outside.

Red and Blue.

In your mind you think.

"Shit, what have I done now!!"