Taylor's Pov
"What do you fucking mean Rebeca is in jail?!" I scream into the phone.
"REBECA IS IN FUCKING JAIL HOW IS THAT NOT CLEAR?!" The girl screams louder in my ear.
"Don't you yell at me like that again." I growl which makes the girl shut up.
"What jail is she in?" I ask still with an attitude.
"Caldwell Jail." She simply replies.
I hang up without saying a word back to her. Hazel walks behind and starts asking question.
"Who's Rebeca?"
"Why is she in jail?"
"Did she kill someone? Cause if she did I already like her."
"Is she your girlfriend or just a hoe to fuck?"
I lose it at the last question she fucking asked. I'm burning holes into her body before replying.
"DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TRY CALLING HER A HOE! I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE MY FUCKING SISTER OR NOT I'LL FUCKING RIP YOUR TONGUE OUT!" My voice booms loudly throughout the house, making the walls bounce my voice everywhere.
"I'm not fucking scared of you, if that's what you think." Hazel says bluntly cocking her head to the side.
"How are you going to bail her out? We can't just waltz right up there cause we are still wanted criminals." Her voice says, I take a second to think how am I going to get Rebeca out. Hazel does have a good point. I tug at my hair frustrated, and slide my hands down my face.
"We could anyways have her escape." Hazel suggests having a small smile on her lips.
"No, I don't Rebeca to end up wanted like us." I sigh trying to think of another reason that doesn't resolve to Rebeca getting in trouble.
Silence is thick in the air, I can't think of anything good so I stay quite not once breaking the silence. Hazel shifts her weight from one foot to the other, she has a uncomfortable expression plastered on her face. As if she doesn't like silence at all.
"Well.." Hazel says quietly trying to break the silence.
An idea pops in my mind after a while I quickly gather up a few sacks of cash I have in the bedroom and tell Hazel to get in the car with the money. I take out my phone calling the same girl who called me a while back.
"Hello?" Her accent rolls off her tongue and into my ear.
"I need your help." I lowly say, I hate asking for help I feel helpless and weak.
"What do you need?" The girl replies with a polite tone.
"Meet me at the coffee shop next to the park." I tell her about to hang up but she stops me.
"Wait! I'm not from here, I don't know this place." She says, I groan and ask her where's she at so I can meet her there.
I walk out into the coldness of the air hitting my face. My pace increases thinking of what could've Rebeca possibly done wrong to be arrested.
Hazel is in the passenger seat flipping through the radio stations as I tap my finger on the steering wheel driving fast to meet the girl that's going to help me.
We arrive shortly at a tattoo shop and I see a girl with a worried expression on her face. I walk closer to her so she can take notice of me.
"Taylor?" The girl with blonde hair questions me.
"What's your name?" I ask her
"Mika but I don't think we are suppose to be worrying about that right now."Mika does have a good point.
"Your right, okay this is what I need you to do. I'll give you money and you bail her out simple as that." I say getting the money from Hazel in the car.
"If it's so simple, why don't you bail her out?" Mika asks me.
"I just need you to do it. I'll give you money if that's what you want." I beg for her help.
"Oh I don't want your money, but I do want you too do something else." A smirk has taken over her lips as she explains to me.
"What do you want then?" I cautiously ask.
"I want you to ask Rebeca to be your girlfriend."
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Hey guys!!
Sorry I didn't update last week but I was busy with school :(
Also forgive me for this sucky short chapter!
I will update a long chapter tomorrow! Do you think Taylor will ask Rebeca?????
Hope you enjoy this chapter <3
ily.
~Skittlesmeniddles
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