FAMILY-Bob Velseb Story

CELL MATES CHAPTER 7

I sighed and turned the music down. Bob appeared behind me and smacked my hand away from the radio. "No touch'n my radio, plus we still have company!" I quickly glanced and saw there were at least a few more police cars behind us. I quickly tried to speed the car up more. Bob turned the radio back up with the same song still playing. Bob walked towards the back that was open. He then saw a Happy Fella crawl into the van out of nowhere. "What the-" The doll pounced at Bob, it bit him which made his smile fade. Bob grabbed the doll and threw it at one of the cars. The doll fell on the windshield then crawled inside to attack the police. The car swerved off the highway and crashed with screams echoing as we drove away.
I turned the volume down on the radio again and turned to Bob. “Are we good now?” Bob turned to me with a frown because I turned down the music. “I think so..”
Out of nowhere, more police came from behind. Bob groaned as he swerved around to face them. There were only two cars left and we were about to reach back into town. “Just keep drivin’, lila!” Bob yelled as he threw stuff at the cars. The police kept shooting the car, we then reached into town with the cops. I sped the van up again and kept trying to lose them. I looked in my rearview mirror to see Bob jump out onto the cop’s car. I quickly turned around, “BOB WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”
“DON’T WORRY LILA, KEEP DRIVIN I'LL BE FINE!” Bob then broke their windshield and tried to reach for the police. I turned back and realized I was on the wrong side of the road. I was about to run into another car when I swerved.
I ended up swerving into a deep ditch, “AAHH-”.

…………… I woke up to see Bob, he was carrying me out of the van. The van was crushed in the front and I had cuts all over me. Bob quickly ran away from the van with me, soon the van exploded with parts of the van flying everywhere. I saw that most of the people gathered around the van and recorded it.  Bob stopped as a helicopter came out of nowhere. It came down a little as guys with guns aimed at us. There was also someone with a camera up there, they were filming live on the news. Bob stood there and slowly put me down, he smiled and flipped the camera off. Soon more police came, the helicopter landed and the guys with the guns came out. “PUT YOUR HANDS UP!” I saw Bob willingly hold his hands up.
“Bob… What are you doing!?” I mumbled to him. He glanced at me with a serious look. I gulped and held my hands up as well, the cops slowly approached us and held us in handcuffs. They went ahead and threw Bob in the back of a police car. An officer walked up to me and took a cigarette out of his mouth. It was officer John, the guy that helped me. “Lila… what is going on with you…”
I giggled awkwardly and looked to the side, “Um… Long story…”. I was then pushed into the back of the car with Bob. John and another cop went into the car and started driving. Bob and I looked at each other in silence until John spoke, “I don't know what has got into you, Lila.” Bob looked at the front, “She did noth’n wrong officer…” . The other guy interrupted Bob. “She killed a guy at the front desk at the prison!” Bob smirked, “She did good huh…” . Bob looked like he was impressed. The officer then turned around to face us and he looked pretty mad. “DON'T MAKE ME PUT THAT STRAITJACKET BACK ON YOU, BOB!” He pointed at Bob angrily then turned back around. Bob rolled his eyes and frowned in defeat. I then realized that Bob had a lot of wounds, he took so many bullets along with cuts. He was bleeding all over and his eyes were a little bloodshot. “Bob, Are you… dead?” I had a worried expression. He looked at me with wide eyes and smiled, he suddenly tilted his head to the side and his smile became sinister… He had the same facial expression as when I met him for the first time. The wide eyes… The smile dilated pupils… The huge sadistic grin… I had chills down my spine and fear was written all over me. He giggled and was satisfied with my reaction, the car then stopped and we were at the prison.
They took us in and gave us the prison outfit, we both went to separate rooms to change. We both came out wearing orange jumpsuits and were given our inmate numbers. Bob’s number was 428-238 and mine was 572-934. Bob went first to take pictures, he seemed pretty chill with everything but I was really nervous. I've never been in jail or prison before. Bob stood in front of the camera and looked at the camera guy. “Alright Bob, smile.” The guy held the camera up, Bob smiled big and posed like a girl in a magazine. His arms were on his hips and he tilted his body to the side while flipping his hair back. He had his number plate in his mouth and finally he winked. I giggled quietly as the camera guy held his head down in disappointment. “Oh my god- BOB POSE NORMALLY!” Bob didn't listen, he got out of the position he was in and snatched the guy’s camera. He then acted like he was taking selfies with a kissy face. One officer stepped out and tased him, he giggled in pain as he dropped the camera and stepped back. Bob walked off with the cops, “Alright Lila, your turn…” I slowly walked up there and held the plate number up, I weakly smiled as he took the picture. John came up and took me into an interrogation room, Bob was sitting there waiting with a grin on his face. I sat down next to Bob and John sat across from us.