Summer Love

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*Pearl's P.O.V*

My eyes flooded open, but quickly shut close by the brightness of the light. My head pounding. I opened them again slowly the pain subsiding.

I sat up and looked down at the source of pain. There was a huge gash staring from the top if my thigh and stoping at the top if my knee.

It looks like someone tried to do a stitching job in my leg but failed miserably. I heard shuffling to my left and my neck snapped in that direction only to protest at the sudden pain.

I saw Rylee seething in anger but her eyes were full of terror probably thinking about what happened last time. She looked up at me and crawled over to me. It looked like we were in a jail cell. The bars stopping us from getting out and a guard behind a desk.

She was three feet away from me, "How is your leg? I tried my best to close it, but I didn't have much,"

"It's fine, thank you Rylee," I say smiling at her, "where the hell are we?"

"We're at the police station that my dad works at. He technically arrested us, he has the right though because we are criminals," she sighed leaning against the wall.

"Oh," was all I could say. I looked around, Avery, Hannah, and Brittany still passed out from the crash, "Sorry about the car Rylee. It was really nice,"

She threw her arms in the air, "Yeah I know! And they just had to freaking ruin it,"

I laughed, "Yeah they did," the other girls began to stir and sit up grabbing their heads. Their faces contorting into pain.

Once they were okay they sat up and we stayed in silence. All of is thinking.

I might look like a tough girl, but I've never been in this situation before. Since my cousins are in the mafia business I've felt with certain people. But I don't want to deal with cops. They scare the living shit out if me.

I put my hands in my pockets trying to find my phone, but it was gone. All the girls huffed in annoyance when they couldn't find theirs either. Rylee gasped and held up a finger to her lips to tell us to be quiet.

She reached into her boot and pulled a phone out of it. Smart, I usually keep my phone in my bra but I didn't stick it there when we left.

She tapped furiously on her phone, turned the sound off and then stuck it back in her boot just as a man walked in.

He switched places with the guard and sat at the desk. He looked familiar but I can't remember who he is. He looked up and his eyes caught mine and he smiled.

I glared at him and leaned against the cold cement wall. The way they arrested us could've of killed us, ad I don't think they realize that.

I heard a small vibration and my eyes flew open to see Rylee jump in surprise.

She turned to me with wide eyes, "We've been here for three days, Pearl. Niall just said we were missing for three,"

"Holy shit. You've got to be kidding me? We've been in this-this....what is this?" I asked.

"Holding cell. Except for a lot more dangerous criminals," Rylee explained glaring at the guard.

"Okay well. This is ridiculous. And I think I know the guard for some reason but I don't remember," I whispered the last part.

She and the other girls curiously stared at the guard. He must of felt the weight of our stares and his head popped up from his phone and he looked startled to see us staring at him.

"Uhm can I help you?" He asked glaring at us.

I stood up from the cold hard floor and leaned against the bars, "Actually you can. You could get is out f here ad then join our 'cult',"

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