"I hm... fuck, Cameron is in jail!"
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ?!
"What? How's that even possible?"
"I do not know, his parents just called. They said he's in that prison near the new shopping center."
"Then what are we waiting for? Warn the rest of the group and we will go there!"
(...)
*at prison*
I ran to the lady of the reception and asked him about Cameron Dallas.
"Ugh, another fan! Security!" - Said the arrogant lady.
"Go fuck yourself ... I am... his girlfriend, that's right!" - I lie.
"You're his girlfriend?" - Shawn asked with disappointment in his eyes.
"I'm not!" - I answered.
"You're not ??" - asked the arrogant lady.
"Of course I am!" - I lied again.
"Well, he is on cell number 553, I do not know if you're allowed to go there, however the policeman who you can request information from is agent Styles."
Me and Shawn went to talk to the policeman that the lady in the reception indicated and we saw Cameron in his cell.
"Cameron" - a tear came into my eye to as I saw him. He had a black eye, his lips were all bloody and the rest of the body full of bruises and scratches.
"I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Oh ... hmm ... well I'm his cousin!" - What? I couldn't use the same lie twice! Nor say in front of Cameron that I was his girlfriend when in reality I wasn't ...
"And you must be Agent Styles, right? What happened to him?"
"Well, your cousin was caught fighting with this gang we've been chasing for months. When we talked to him we sensed something wasn't right so we decided to do a DUI test. "
"Have you been drinking?"- I said looking at Cameron.
"The percentage of alcohol in his blood was unbelievable. And we also found drugs on the place he was..."
"You what!?"-I almost shout. I can't believe this...
"No, please officer, trust me! The drugs aren't mine, they were from the guys that beat me up."
"But did you take them?"
"No! I would never do that! "
"We'll put that to test later. Now we're just waiting for your parents to come so we can release you! But I hope you know that they're going to respond to this on court!"
"What? But I'm 17!"
"Yes, but you're still a minor and this my friend is called Parental Neglect."
We returned to the police station entrance where we gave the news to the rest of the group who had arrived in the meantime. A few minutes later Cameron was awake so they let us visit him in pairs. Me and Shawn went first.
"Cameron are you feeling any better?" - I asked.
"Now that you're here, yes!" - He smiled at me.
"Stop! This is serious, what were you doing with that kind of people? You're in big trouble..." - I scolded.
"Calm down! I just wanted a drink or two..."
"What? Why?"
"Because of our discussion ..."
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