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Prisoner 4-0-9 novel Chapter 38

Summary for Chapter 38: Prisoner 4-0-9

Chapter summary of Chapter 38 – Prisoner 4-0-9 by Z Cr4vinz

In Chapter 38, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Prisoner 4-0-9 by Z Cr4vinz, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Prisoner 4-0-9.

Weeks pass by and suddenly it was graduation day.

I looked good as I simply curled my natural hair, and had a pretty knee-length coral dress under my gown.

The entire situation with Trevor was still a mess.

I knew I couldn't go to the police because I would just end up like Dain and Rasco.

After I asked him to leave, the next day he calls persistently, so much so that I had to turn off my phone. He came by now and then, but I would always ensure that my door was locked. He never slept over.

He texted and called, and eventually, I blocked him. If you ask me, there was nothing to talk about.

He banged on my door sometimes and demanded that I speak to him, I would shove my earplugs into my ears.

He gave up after a while, and one day I just broke down his door and packed up all of his stuff.

I tried my best to ignore the guns and gadgets, hoping I wouldn't find a body part, but all I found was the watch I had seen at Dain's house, which didn't belong to Dain, that only made me angrier.

"You ready?" One of my classmates ask and I smile, snapping out of my daze.

We all take our seats and listen to long speeches, and everyone seemed to have their own buzz. Behind us were thousands of relatives, heavily supporting their graduates as they should. But I knew no one was there for me.

I was excited to be done with school, excited that I could finally see what was next in life, but my heart hung heavy in my chest still.

I had everything that had gone on before on my mind, with no one to speak to about it.

Not only that, but besides everything, the resentment I felt for Trevor was there, but I missed him as well.

I knew I had to be strong though, I deserved better.

I didn't know when all the speeches had passed, all I felt was a sharp nudge as it registered that they had called my name.

Maybe it was just the excitement of being there, but everyone clapped for me, everyone whistled and cheered, and I supposed that was enough, even if it was from complete strangers.

Thankfully, a burst of joy erupted as soon as I stepped foot on that stage, and everything was well.

I smiled happily as I took the certificate, and as soon as I turned to look at the camera, there he was.

Standing tall and proud, in all his neat glory. His hair was, as usual, styled to perfection, his suit crisp and fitted. His face was clean, his eyes sharp and calculating like always.

I missed those eyes.

But then I notice the little body beside him, and my smile widened as I noticed Maria grinning at me. She raised her hands gleefully, her eyes sparkling and I couldn't help but cry.

They were here.

After everything was done, I was the first to approach them.

"Ocean!"

"Hey big girl," I groan as I lift her, squeezing her in my arms.

"Congratulations!" She squeals, handing me a bunch of flowers and I smile.

"Thanks, sweetie."

"Oh okay, well congrats to him as well." I chuckle nervously.

"Hey, we never exchanged numbers." Trevor clears his throat.

"I'm kinda busy right now Otis, but next time for sure!"

He glances at a glaring Trevor before nodding.

"Alright, I'll hold you to it. Later beautiful."

I let out a sigh of relief, before ignoring Trevor and walking ahead.

"Who's that?" He asks from behind me.

"None of your business." To my surprise, he doesn't reply. Maybe it was because Maria was here. She didn't seem too bothered, singing to herself and playing with my curls.

Trevor put her in her car seat, and I walked to the passenger side, getting in.

"So how does it feel?"

"Great," I answer, staring straight ahead. "Why couldn't Maria live with you before?"

He seems uncomfortable as he avoids my eye.

"No lies right?" He says with a sigh and I raise an eyebrow. "Maria's my daughter."

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