Jay laughed wickedly through the phone "you think she's special?" He asked "she's just like any other girl out there!"
"No she's different! What do you want Jay?" Michael replied.
"It's pretty obvious what I want! I want you back on the team" he said.
Michael shook his head "No, no I'm done"
"Alright fine" Jay growled "but we'll see what you think when we get that girl of yours again"
"Leave her out of this" Michael said.
"How can I when it's all about her? Get the money Michael or this time I'll use the gun!" Jays voice echoed through his phone.
Michael ended the call and sat his phone down. He brought his hands up to his face.
"Hey" Melissa said walking into the conference room.
"Hey!" Michael pulled his hands down.
"You okay?" She asked taking a seat on his lap.
"Yeah.." He warped his arms around her waist.
She noticed a packet of cigarets next to his phone on the table "I thought you quit" she gestured to the packet.
Michael turned his head around "oh" he looked back at her "yeah I did...I tried"
Melissa ran her fingers through his hair "are you sure everything's okay?" She asked again.
Michael looked her in the eyes and began to talk. The door swung open and Greendale came into the room with a group of officers surrounding him "alright, alright!" He yelled over their voices "take a seat"
"Talk later?" She asked.
Michael nodded.
Melissa kissed him on top of his head and took a seat in the swivel chair next to her father.
"Okay" McGee said adjusting his pants "the fire at the factory building was claimed to be on purpose" he used the clicker to move to the next slide that projected an image on the wall of two men "Grey Wayed and Jay Slone, as Michael said, were the ones who started the fire" he turned to face the audience "but there is no evidence except this white faces mask" he held up a plastic bag with the mask inside. McGee looked straight at Michael who was slumped down in his chair with his finger resting on his lip. He raised his eye brows, almost daring McGee to say who's it was "we did a finger print test but the finger prints don't match Slone or Wayed"
"Then who do they match?" A women officer asked.
McGee sighed "Michael Clifford"
The officers in the room gasped in astonishment. They turned their heads to face Michael. His hood was pulled over his face.
Greendale shook his head "I don't understand that damn kid!" He slammed his fists down on the table.
"It wasn't his fault!" Melissa said through the chatter "Jay kidnapped me and threatened to kill me if Michael didn't rob the bank-" she covered her mouth knowing she said too much.
"He robbed the bank? Two innocent people died!" The women officer stood up outraged.
"Officer Stacey take a seat" Greendale said "Melissa, explain" he rubbed his eyes.
"Michael was in the white faces...he tried to drop out but they wouldn't let him, they said that they'd kill him!"
Michael looked up slightly at her.
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Warning [5SOS]
FanfictionMichael Clifford has a bad habit of getting into trouble ☠ And that's why he likes the good girls ☠ You've been warned ☻
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