Mama I'm in love with a criminal 🎶

Her eyes widen when she sees them grabbing you with a gun pointed at you, a thousand bad scenarios playing in her head. She feels her heart drop to the pit of her stomach and her body stiffen, her legs almost giving out under her at the sight. She immediately rushes over to you, ignoring the agents that are trying to restrain her. "DON'T DARE POINTING A GUN AT HER! What's going on?! What's happening?!" They pull the gun down but keep it in hand as they cuff you. "Madam President, you left alone with this girl and we don't know what she did to you. This is the security process." She stops in her steps when the handcuffs come on you and stares in shock at the agents, a sense of anger and disbelief going through her. "You can't do that! She's harmless and my friend, we left to talk about some private stuff. You don't understand!" She exclaims as she moves to your side to try and remove the handcuffs, only to get restrained and held back by the other agents. "Stop this! Stop it, it's a misunderstanding! She's done nothing wrong!" She's trying to agree as you add something. "We're close and I'm going through tough times and wanted to tell her about it, alone." You try to explain, going along with her. "We'll still have to interrogate you and make sure that Madam president is okay."

She swallows and sends you a look as you play along with the story she started, silently grateful to have you on her side. Her lips are pressed in a thin line as she tries to keep a calm demeanor. "You cannot arrest her or interrogate her, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me, you don't have to-" She's cut by an agent shaking his head. "We have to Madam President, she's part of your team and she got you in danger." They say then Kamala hears the familiar voice of her husband approaching. "Kamala! Oh god I was so worried!" He rushes to her. She feels a wave of relief wash over her as the familiar voice of her husband reaches her ears and she sees him walking towards her. Her lips form into a soft smile as she lets herself relax a little. "Doug... I-I'm fine, I promise I am." "Oh god, never do that again you hear me!" He hugs her tightly as the officers bring you inside the white house. She holds him closer to her and lets herself melt in the familiar embrace, her heart beating a little faster in her chest as she feels him hold her tightly. She buries her head in his shoulder and speaks softly. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to worry you..." "What  happened after the fire? Why did you disappear like that? Did (y/n) force you to come with her?" The question causes her to freeze in place and she feels her heart stop for a second in her chest.

She pulls back to look at his face, her mind racing with potential excuse and lies to give him. She swallows hard, her mouth feeling dry as she tries to come up with a believable explanation. "No, she didn't force me... I went to her myself and we had to talk, in private." "You could've warned everyone! We thought something happened to you! Do you realize anything could've happened with you out there without security?!" She feels like she's drowning under his worried and upset tone and her eyes drop to the floor as he talks, her mind still struggling to think straight and come up with something that doesn't sound too suspicious or wrong. Her hand grips tighter to his arm as she speaks, unable to look back up at him. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. I should've told them... I was just too shaken up and the first thought that came to my mind was to go to (y/n)..." He sighs. "Please, at least reply to me if it happens again." He says as he squeezes her shoulders a little. She nods her head, her heart beating a little too fast and her palms sweaty. There's a pang of guilt in her stomach and she lets out a shaky breath. "I will, I promise. I'm sorry I scared you..." As she's talking to Doug, you're in an office room in the white house with the security and police. "Ouch! let go of  me! I told you we just talked, I'm working for her!" You look up at the officers in annoyance as they make you sit.

The officer that is holding you in place just shakes his head like he doesn't believe a single word you're saying, his grip on your arm still firm. "Just talk my ass, she doesn't just go off like that with anyone. You could've done something to her, that's why we're going to hold you for questioning." You groan a stern reply. "You think if I wished her harm or something, I would've taken care of her yesterday and drove her back here today? Come on, be for real for a second!" The officer grunts and looks you dead in the eyes before responding coldly... "You're saying you took care of her yesterday? Tell me, what exactly did that 'care' involve?" You roll your eyes. "Cooking, keeping her safe, you know!" The officer looks even more suspicious and he lets out a small laugh, not believing a single word you're saying. "Cooking and keeping her safe? So nothing else? No contact or anything of the kind?" You sigh again but stay cautious to make a believable story. "She just hugged me when I cried because of personal problems, that's all." A small mocking laugh leaves the officer's lips when he hears your response. His grip on your arm is still firm and he looks at you with a disbelieving look."Hugged you because of personal problems, right. Now I want you to think again because you're telling me bullshit."

"I'm not! Why the fuck would I?! She has the age of my mother, she doesn't have a daughter and always wanted one, it 100% makes sense that we're close!" The officer scoffs and the look of disbelief is still visible in his eyes. "Close enough that she suddenly goes off with you in your car? Yeah, I don't buy it. Now we're going to ask you questions and you better answer them truthfully, you hear me?" You roll your eyes again, getting a bit tired. "Fuck y'all, just ask Kamala. She'll confirm everything." The officer grumbles at your eye roll and lets out a huff of annoyance. "We will. In the meantime, you sit down and remain here. And be thankful we're being nice to you." You wait for him to leave before to mutter. "Stupid whore..." As Kamala is walking back to the house to search for you, she sees an officer walking to her. "Madam President, we're asking questions to (y/n) and want to make sure she's telling the truth." Her eyes widen slightly as she hears the officers tell her about questioning you. Her heart is beating fast in her chest and she swallows before she speaks. "And what kind of questions are you asking her, exactly?" "Why she left alone with you and she keeps saying you're close and have a mother/ daughter relationship but we know it's not true." She clenches her fists and tries to remain calm and keep her calm and steady presidential attitude, even though her heart is threatening to burst of her chest and make her sweat.

"She's telling the truth. We really are close and I trust her. She's not lying when she says our relationship is like a mother and a daughter, I've told her I consider her as one." The guy freezes a little, feeling bad that they didn't believe you suddenly. "Oh so... she said the truth?" She nods her head. "Yes, she did. And I'd like to remind you that she is a crucial member of my team and I want you to let her go. Immediately." He looks a bit ashamed now. "Yes but my colleague stayed with her to watch and... threaten her." He says lowly in embarassement. She looks at him with an annoyed look, her anger starting to slowly bubble under the surface. She crosses her arms over her chest and responds in a firm tone. "You're saying your colleague threatened her? I want to see her now, I can't believe you would do something like that. It's unacceptable." "Y-yes Madam President, let's go." He says and walks in a hurry before to reach the door where you were being interrogated, they hear screams from the inside. "I told you I KNOW NOTHING YOU FREAK!!" They quickly reach the door and Kamala can hear your voice coming from the inside of the room. Her heart drops in her stomach and she pushes past the officer to get into the room. You sigh of relief as you see her. "Kamala!"

She rushes immediately to your side when she sees you and she gently wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer to her. You bury your face in her neck, unable to hug her back as they cuffed you. She holds you tightly and buries her head in your shoulders, her hand gently stroking your back. Her heart is shattered as she feels you bury your face in her neck, all she can think about is how scared you must've felt. She glares at the officers in the room and speaks angrily. "Take the cuffs off. NOW!" They hurry to grab the keys to free you and you hug her back right away, the police looking ashamed and Doug staying in the back silently. She holds you as tight as she can and feels anger flare in her stomach the moment you hug her back. She looks up at the officers and her eyes hold a dark and dangerous look in them, they're done for...

Hehehe mommy's mad 👀 I want my woman to protect me like Kamala fr

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-Djedje <3