𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

V (short chapter)

"Oh also, don't tell anyone but uh, hypo- hy- hypothetically let's say I was running from the police..."

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"WHAT?"

"I said hypothetically..." he muttered, using his hands to hold up his Afro so she could see his eyes.

"Michael."

"What?" She hit him on the head.

"Michael."

"What?" She hit him on the head again.

"Mich-"

"ANGEL, if you hit me one more time!"

"Don't catch an attitude with me you the one running from the cops!"

"SAY WHAT?" A voice yelled from his doorway. We both turned our heads quickly to find Jermaine standing there with his hands on his hips. "Oooo I'm finna tell mama!"

"No no no! J, I'll give you money, I'll do whatever just don't tell!" He cried out.

"How much money we talkin?"

"25."

"Cheap."

"50."

"A lil bit more..."

"75."

"100 and we'll have a deal."

"Have you lost your ever loving mind! What!? A hundred dollars?" He squeaked, his voice still being in its awkward phase made it hard for him to talk normal a majority of time.

"Oh, well then I'll just just make sure those words are on your headstone!" He smiled mischievously.

"Okay, okay." He pulled out his black wallet with red stitching and grabbed two 50s.

"Bye, GERM." Angel waved him away from her white bedroom door.

"Bye, girl. Bye, jail bird."

As soon as he left Angel began talking.

"I told you that you should've brought a different brother over to my house!" Angel whisper yelled. "Jermaines nosy!"

At the Jackson's house, if you were to go to a friends house it was a regular to bring one of your brothers in case someone got hurt or anything bad occurred then that brother could protect or help the other brother, this was only mandatory for the younger brothers, so Marlon, Michael and Randy.

"Like I was saying, I need your help. Can I stay here for a few days?"

"Yeah right. Let's say I hypothetically shoved my foot up yo ass." She pointed down to her new retro Jordan's.

He laughed lightly at her 'joke'.

"And you know what, to be honest, you needa learn a lesson."

He immediately stopped laughing. "Lae you for real? You honestly want me to go to prison?"

"Naw, I got a better idea. Go on home. You'll see what I got planned soon.." she smiled deviously.

***

"I said 'beyond scared straight' not behind bars!"

Needless to say, Angels plan was foiling mighty quickly... she wanted to put Michael in beyond scared straight so she contacted the authorities. Thinking maybe they would listen to her, well here's where we are.

"Where is he!" The authority's yelled into her petrified face, her brown eyes filling up with tears.

There was no doubt about it.. he couldn't escape jail no no no he couldn't escape prison this time.