Roman's daughter

Chapter 7

I finished my last fry. With four eyes staring at me, I stood up. "Ready to go?" I asked them. We had talked about different topics in the 15 minutes, such as: School, the reason both boys dated me, and our dads. I threw my trash away, and walked outside to meet the boys. Jacob immediately wrapped his arms around me. "Where to Jazzy?" He asked. Hmm, where to first? Could it be the weirdly-shaped microphone building, Reunion Tower, or, we could just hang. I really didn't care. "Anywhere is fine with me" I say. I look at my phone. 12 iMessages. I slid the texts across, knowing that they were probably from Dad, Adrian or Ryan. From Dad: You're past your curfew! Come back to the Hotel. If you're not back in the next 15 minutes, we're searching for you!" The message was delivered at 11:54 pm. It was 5 past midnight. Lost in thought, I hadn't even realized we were walking into a venue. I looked up at the neon lights. "Tamby's teen and Karaoke bar. We walked up the steps to get in. I looked around gasping at everything I saw. It was full of loud and bright colors. Teens were laughing, eating and singing. Teens were the only ones in the venue. It was owned and operated by teens. Jason took my hand, and rant to get us a seat. Struggling to catch up, I let go of his hand, and bumped into some guy. He dropped some plates, and I fell. "I'm so sorry, are you ok Miss?" He asked. He reached out his hand, and I grabbed it. "Yeah I'm..... Fine" I said looking into his dark brown eyes. He had ruffled brown hair with slightly cut facial hair. His smile was worth at least a million dollars. It was enough for me to swoon; and I had just met him! I smiled, wondering which lucky girl was his, or who she was. "Thanks" I finally say. He shakes his head. "That was my fault. And for a pretty little lady, I'll give you a complimentary drink! And, a duet with yours truly!" He says. If it had been one of the Jocks who said that from school, I would've said no, but he was just,wow! "Ok" I said to him. "Awesome, I get of work in,5-4-3-2-1. I'm all yours now" he said. I grabbed his hand and went to the bar with him. Now, this wasn't a date. I was fully aware that I was here with Jacob and Jason, but if it wasn't for Jason, I would've never met, whoever he was. "So what's your name?!" I asked taking a seat at the bar. "Well my name's Bryan, but my friend's call me Bry, so you can call me either one. What's your name?" He asks me. "Well.....Bry" I nudge him playfully. We both smile. "I'm Jazzmine, but everyone calls me Jazz" I say. He nods. "I like that name" I blush. "Thanks" I say. The bartender walks up to us. "Hey Bry" they do some handshake. The bartender looks at me. "Who's this pretty girl?" He asks. I smile and blush. The bartender had some sexiness too. I'm just saying. "I'm Jazz" I smile. He nods and brushes his bangs out of his eyes. "Well, Jazz, I'm Steven" "what can I get you? Martini, whiskey, vodka?" I giggle. "Well let me check with my-" two boys come from behind us. "What's going on, Jazz?" Asks Jacob. "Who is this guy?" Asks Jason. I stare at them, then at Bry. "Well guys, this is Bryan. And this is Steven. Um, he offered me a free drink" I say. "Are you trying to steal my girl friend?" Asks Jacob. "Dude, relax. We're just getting a drink." Bry stands up from the bar stool. "You know you have a lotta nerve to stand up to me like that" says Jacob. I slap my forehead. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah"says Jacob, taking a punch to Bry. I step back, and run behind the bar with Steven. "Somebody has to stop this!" I yell to Steven. It was now practically a full fledge fight. "I can call the police" I stare at him. "Are you crazy?!" I ask. I look back at them. There was a crowd around them. I rolled my eyes at their thirst for drama. Steven put his hand on my shoulder. "Jazz, someone could get hurt. You'll be doing the right thing." I sigh, and look at them. Steven raises my chin so that I can look at him. "Jazz" he says. "Steven" I complain. He stares at me with hard eyes. "Ugh fine!" I roll my eyes. "Now" he says. "- how bout a drink" he smiles. I scoff playfully. He shrugs and pours himself a drink. He walks back up to me with a glass. It already has the liquid in it. I look at it. "It's Vodka with extra salt on the rim!" He smiles. I wondered if I should drink it. I was 15! And he could've done something to it. Poison or something. Was I really going to drink it. Without another thought I drunk it. It was gone in 30 seconds. "Damn, you were thirsty huh" he chuckled. I laughed. "I drink under pressure!" The cops came in. They didn't have the sirens on, and me and Steven made small talk, while the rest of the club watched the fight, that had been going on for an hour. The cops walked in the center of the crowd. Some teens left. I hadn't realized it was past 1 am. The cops walked out with 3 kicking boys: Jacob, Jason and Bry. I ran up to the officers. "Where are you taking them?" I asked. "Who's asking?" The cop asks rudely. I place my hand on my hip. "Their friend/girlfriend" he clears his throat. Steven runs up to my side. "Is everything ok?" He asks. I look at the officer. M. Jones. "I don't know officer. Is everything ok?!" I ask, with my head cocked to the side. "Miss, I suggest you calm down, or we'll have to take you into custody as well." He says. He's no threat and I wasn't scared to be taken into custody. Before I could say anything, Steven was already speaking? "Officer, what did she do wrong?" He asks. I roll my eyes. "Do you wanna be taken into custody too?!" Asks the officer. "I'm not afraid to be!" I say boldly. The Vodka was kicking in. "Yeah take us away!" Said Steven. "You guys are bold" said Officer Jones. "- come on. We're taking y'all too." I gladly reached out my hand so they could put the handcuffs on. We walk out of the bar, and into the cop car. Once we were seated, and all doors were closed, I began to curse. Steven laughed. "I thought you didn't care?!" He asked. At first I didn't, but, now I'm 3 hours past my curfew plus, I'd been arrested and was going to jail. Dad was gonna kill me! It was now 20 past 2 am. Through he handcuffs, I reached into my back pocket to get my phone. When they took up Steven's phone, I told them I didn't have one because I preferred writing letters. I had 17 missed calls and 15 text messages. I groaned loudly. Steven spoke. "Hey, don't worry. We'll make it through!" He smiled. I smiled slightly. I thought about jail, and the episode of Sponge Bob when Mrs.Puff had to go to jail. "Do you think I'll look good in Orange?!" I ask. He chuckles. "I think you'd look good in anything" he says. He leans in and look into my eyes. I feel myself blush. He leans in deeper, then presses his lips against mine. Even though there are two cops staring at us, and that I have a very loyal boyfriend, I wasn't ashamed of the kiss and I enjoyed it. There was a know on the window centering us. "Hey! She's 15. She's way to young for you!" Steven looked at me. The other officer spoke. "He's 17 sweetheart." I stared at Steven. "You're 15!" Asks Steven. Well, in all fairness, I thought Steven was at least 16. I feel so slutty. "Yeah" I nod. "- you're 17?!" I ask. He nods. Suddenly the car stops,and the cops exit the car. With an officer on each side to get us out they take us. I ask Officer Morris to get my phone. "I thought you didn't have a phone?" He asked with and eyebrow raised. "It's Steven's" I say bitterly. "Young love!" Exclaims Mr.Morris with rolling eyes. "Just grab the phone" adds Steven. I roll my eyes. I am so pissed at him. He kissed me! A 17 year old kissed me! I kissed a 17 year old! We were caught up with Bry, Jacob and Jason. "Jazz, Stephen what are you doing here?" Asked Bry. "Why don't you ask him" I rolled my eyes and followed Officer Morris.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After a whole long hour of paperwork and other shit the newbies have to sign, I was finally put behind bars with the boys. It was 3:47 am. The officers took my phone and placed it on Mr. Jones' desk; It was located conveniently across from our cell. I leaned against the wall, and let a single tear fall from my eye. Jacob walked up to me and wiped the tear away. "Jazz" he said. I looked at him. "- are you ok?" I wiped my eyes. "Of course! Why wouldn't I be?" I faked. Jacob looked into my eyes. I sighed. He always did this to me. "No. My dad will kill me; I mean look at me, I'm an inmate..... In a jail!" I shake my head. "My life is over" I let more silent tears fall. I wipe the away, and walk to the bars of the cell. "Officer don't we get a call?" I ask. Officer Jones chuckles. "Do you really want your parents to find out?" Well, yes and no. I couldn't stay all nigh, but if I could leave early tomorrow morning, it'd be ok. "But I'm going to the beach tomorrow!" I whined. Officer J sighed. "Fine you each get 1, phone call. 1" he said. I smiled. "Thank you" I said. I might call Ryan and tell him not to tell dad. I couldn't tell dad, not for anything. I dialed Ryan's number. Pick up, pick up! "Hello?" I heard a worried voice say. "Jazz?" I smile in relief. "Oh my gosh yes, it's me! Ok listen, Long story short, I'm in jail and I need you to come get me.-" I say. "Jazz hold on, where are you?" He asks. I thought the phone was calling from 911? "Well....... I may be in jail!" I say. "JAIL?!" Ryan exclaims. "Dad is gonna be so pissed at you!" He says. I roll my eyes. "I'm fully aware of that. Come pick me up" "ok, I'm on my way!" He says. "Don't tell dad!"I say before finally hanging up the phone. "Not gonna tell him to not tell your mom?" Asks Officer Jones. I stop in my tracks. I hadn't heard of my actual mom in forever. The word hadn't even been released from my mouth since her death day. "My mom is dead" I say quietly. "Kid I'm sorry, I had no idea" I smile. "It's ok" I walk back into the sell. I sit in the corner and before you know it, I'm asleep.