Free Country

Irena

I didn't tell Lesley where I'll be going because I didn't find it necessary to tell her my escapade with the naughty parents. So when I told her that I'm going out, I didn't inform her that out is the court house.

I wanted to see the lawyer ruling the naughty parent's case. And put it in his head to ensure that the naughty parents don't die, but get locked up and be put under the harshest conditions of prison service until they fucking die. Death is too much mercy for them.

I drove to the court and got there in thirty minutes; The court house where the case was being judged was located at.

I got inside the court house and I asked the receptionist if Judge Regina Monroe was in office.

“She’s judging a case right now, please wait a while if you can.” She replied.

“Where is the case being judged?” I asked, I would rather see her in action than wait in some waiting room and lose my mind to boredom.

“Hall one.” she replied going back to whatever she was doing on her computer.

Hall one wasn’t hard to find it was small room of five shirt rows of chairs and there were just seven people in the room. I quietly snuck in and sat in the very last row. I saw an African American woman; a judge, who should be Judge Regina Monroe, a lanky white woman with bleached blonde hair, a chubby young girl with an equally bleached blonde hair, an elderly man wearing glasses and there was another man, probably a short hand recorder.

I quickly figured out what the case was about. A mother had sued the school her daughter learnt at because the school authorities had suspended her daughter because against school rules, she had repeatedly make-up to school, disregarding warnings and the school’s authority.

“My daughter has the right to use something that makes her feel self-confident and comfortable with her body,” the mother insisted in the most annoying high pitched voice I’ve heard. She sounded like she talked in screeched and I could read the inconvenience the lawyer was feeling just from her expression.

“But it’s against the school rules Christine, that your daughter should come to school wearing makeup.” Regina said in a bored tone, she looked like she wanted the whole process to end immediately.

“I thought its within my daughter’s right to want to feel loved and confident of herself? I thought it’s a free country?” she asked with a sarcastic tone.

I looked at the daughter, she was fat and appeared to be very unhealthy. And whatever cosmetic product she was using on her face was doing more damage than help because her face looked like it needed urgent attention form a dermatologist.

Judge Regina sighed “it is a free county Christine, but it doesn’t mean that there aren’t rules that have to follow. You can’t go about killing people that offend you just because they make you feel better about yourself and because America is a free country.” She lectured in a bored monotone voice.

She picked up a paper on her desk and proceeded to read its content “The school rules which you and your daughter read and agreed to during her admission process into the school in the school, dated 10th of June, 2018. The school allows the application of lip gloss, lip balm and the rest of them, expect lip products like lip sticks and also the like of those. The school clearly states that no addition of any other form of beautification is allowed except on the exceptions of medical conditions like treatment for skin issues that would be treated with certain cosmetic products.” She dropped the paper and looked at the mother “did you or did you not agree to these terms?” she asked.

“I did,” the mother replied. Judge Regina looked at the daughter “And you Claude?”

“I did.” she replied. The principal nodded in satisfaction, he was the man in glasses.

“Mounthives is not a school of fashion or a school that centralizes on such fields, a school is a place where you get educated both in knowledge and I knowing, understanding and making one’s self better,” Judge Regna said looking at the daughter, her eyes shifted to the mother’s “I’ll put this plainly, your daughter is unhealthy.” She picked up another paper “The medical report I asked you to get me, shows that Claude your daughter here, is obese and unhealthy-”

“-How dare you say that about my daughter? Body shame her?” she screeched, her voice echoing in the hall, while her daughter started crying.

“Order!” Judge Regina said loudly “Miss Christine don’t you interrupt this proceeding with your annoying voice.” and immediately there was a sudden silence in the hall and a new rising tension in the air between Judge Regina and Miss Christine.

She looked at Claude “You are a young lady and you need to place your priorities on more important matters like taking your health more seriously and learning to abide by the laws that govern you. These laws exist from schools to organizations to our country at large, because without them, there would be no order.”

“Do you understand Miss Claude?” she asked.

“Yes I do” she whispered lowering her head bashfully.

“And Miss Christine you are a leading figure to your daughter and I can tell you adore her and want the best for her, but going against school rules and regulations isn’t the way to go about it, because she looks up to you and would listen to what you say, reaffirm her self-esteem by letting her know she’s beautiful and can also compliment that beauty without having to break the rules of the school. And lastly, treat her health as important.” Mrs. Christine didn’t look like she liked what she heard but she remained silent.

“So my verdict from all that has presented before me is Mount hive high was within their jurisdiction to suspend Miss Claude on the count of breaking a school rule repeatedly, despite warning and less intense punishments-”

“-But your Honor,” Miss Christine rudely interrupted.

“Quiet.” Judge Regina ordered harshly “That would be the last time you interrupt me in my own court or I’ll have you taken off the premises.” She threatened and proceeded to continue her verdict.

“Miss Claude would remain suspended until she abides to the no makeup and no flashy accessories rule and if after resumption falters, the school is in its right to expel her or take whatever decision they seem right, case closed!”

Miss Christine began grumbling angrily “First thing tomorrow we’re finding you a better school.” she said as she grabs her crying fat little slob of a daughter and leaves.

I walk out of the court room to meet up with the judge and down the hall right before getting to her chambers, I’m stopped in my tracks by her secretary “Excuse me you can’t go in without an appointment and Mrs. Monroe is about to leave,” I smiled and told her you’ll let me in cause it’s important I said compelling her.

“Kindly go in miss” she replied immediately.

I walked into her office and there she was the fierce Regina Monroe in all her glory, a real hard ass, I found it sexy.

“Who are you? What do you want?” she asked interrupting my train of thought. “Well whatever it is I can’t help you I’m done for the day”

So assertive, I like it.

“I need to have words with my secretary” she said under her breath as she continued to pack up her bag. “This’ll only take a few minutes, I’m sure you won’t mind” simple words, but they were my words so she had no choice but to obey.

“How can I help you miss?” she asked, smiling this time, I found that cute.

“Irena Ursula, but you can call me Irena. Now on to business” I said to her as we didn’t have a lot of time “I'd like to talk to you about the naughty parents.”

There was a sour look on her face as she heard the name, it brings a sour look to most people’s faces “The Naughty Parents, disgusting monsters, what do you want with them?” she asked.

“I hear they’re getting the death penalty, that can’t happen, you see I made a promise and those little shits deserve nothing more than to suffer at my hands for an eternity and more,” Regina could feel my rage and intent seeping out as I made my feelings clear.

“I don’t understand,” she responded, I could tell she was scared I’m no stranger to the stench of fear. “Well then understand this Regina, the Naughty Parents will not get the death penalty, you will give them one of your pathetic long sentences; a life imprisonment. I’m sure you’ll figure that out.”

She nodded as I kept talking. “I’ll break them out of whatever hole you lock them up in and have people I trust see to their suffering for the rest of their miserable lives. You understand don’t you Regina?” I said smiling down at her.

“Yes of course Irena,” she said nodding, she was in awe, I have that effect on people. “Oh I almost forgot, the little shits that sponsored, supported and watched the Naughty Parents for their twisted entertainment, their names must be released to the public, no exceptions, they will be adequately punished in due time, am I clear Regina?”

“Yes, it will be as you have asked.” she replied dazed.

Ensuring to erase every memory of my face from her mind, I walked out of the court house in content. How will the public take her judgement?