Janelle POV
Maggie:Girl this is boring as hell.
I open an eye and look at her, I relax and close my eyes.
Me:You said that you were going to try, Margo.
Maggie:I know what I said! But damn, I thought my imagination was gonna keep me preoccupied.
Me:You're supposed to let thoughts pass by, not focus on them.
Maggie:Girl after a while that becomes annoying.
I chuckle and open my eyes standing up. She follows and I walk over to Chloe and shake her, she decided to lean against the wall because her back was "hurting", she wakes up and I help her up.
Maggie:And you guys do that every day? Even Cameron?
Me:Yeah, he's not a big fan of it but Khalil has him do it for extra cash.
Chloe:How is he? Last time I seen him he seemed upset.
I grab the fruit out of the fridge putting the containers on the table. Handing out forks and bowls sitting the whipped cream down.
Me:He's better, him and Philk was having problems with a distributor of this tequila they wanted to bring into the bar. He basically stole their money.
Maggie:Do we need to burn someone's business?
I grin and shake my head.
Flashback
I drag the knife up and down his cheek.
Man:*crying*ple-please let me go!
Me:Give me my money back. Or my shit I paid for.
Man:What money you crazy bitch! You didn't pay for anything!
Me:I tried to do the right thing. Alright.
I sigh and sit up, I look through the desk before I find his gun, I grab it with a piece of tissue, I look at the man and lightly touch his temple, his eyes become unfocused, I grin and hand him the gun, he grips it and I motion for him to stand up, I sit on the desk he stands in front of me.
Me:Where is the money?
Man*monotonous* In the safe.
Me:Unlock it.
He walks to the a some plant on a string and pulls on it. The carpet under the seat clicks and I look at it. He moves the chair and lifts the piece of carpet and wood, the face of the safe is there, he places his middle finger on the finger pad before pressing in the code. 9777. It opens.
Me:Move.
He moves and I get down and grab stacks and stacks putting it in the duffle bag I brought with me, my phone rings and I huff seeing TC's name.
Phone call:
Me:What's up TC?
TC:I think you need to come back to Freeland.
Me:Why? Is something wrong?
TC:Besides Tobias running for Mayor and- look it's a lot especially seeing how your dad is being charged for stealing money from Garfield.
Me:What? That's not true.
TC:We know that, but-
Me:Is he in jail?
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Black Lightning
FanfictionJefferson Pierce, beloved principal, activist of Freeland with ex-wife Lynn Stewart who's a well known doctor and author who has three daughters; Anissa being the oldest is known as Harriet Tubman, Janelle the older twin and middle child is known as...
