Smooth Criminal

Chapter 2

I rolled down my window.

"'Scuse me ma'am, could you please explain why you were following us to the police station?"The officer said bitterly.

He had a western kind of accent and he had slicked back hair and those reflective sunglasses, The stereotypical dick cop. Which was pretty funny to think about. I sniggered at the thought. Apparently I'm not very quiet because at that moment the cop asked, "What's so funny?"He still used that bitter tone and it was starting to piss me off. "uh-nothing. sorry," I say innocently, Not wanting to aggravate the officer even more."I was following you because-" I paused, Why was I following them?

Because I was going to tell them the truth? Wait, what? I didn't even have any other choice I suppose. What else was I going to say?

And before I could even think, My lips had parted and I was making a really dumb decision, "I'm here to bail him out." I said pointing towards the doors that Greek God entered through. "He's a friend." I add quickly. "Ok, Do you mean the young tattooed man, Jonathan Lights?" The officer said cautiously,"Um, yea Him". The officer nodded but he didn't look like he was very convinced.

Jonathan's/Greek God's POV

(Five minutes earlier, Before Mia came in)

"Hey! That hurts!" I yell at Officer Ken, I had been here a lot so I was well more than acquainted to all of the officers here. Ken was putting some silver handcuffs wound my hand when someone walked in.

My thoughts were still surrounded with Mia's name. Oops I mean Val. She was definitely not my type, I liked blonde bimbos, But Val was mouthwatering. I know, I'm in prison and stuff but whatever, Always time to appreciate the pretty. Or I am just plain dirty. Eh. I was pulled out of my thoughts as I heard HER.

I shuddered at the thought. She couldn't be here. She wouldn't.

"Ooooh, JONNIEEEEE? Baby, I think it's time we talk about this."

I just screamed. Me. A boy, A bad-boy. A bad-ass. Just screamed. I also felt sick. I felt like puking as SHE walked around the corner and her eyes met with mine.

Lets just say that HER and SHE was my real fucking crazy ex, Janette Davidson. She fucked up my trust and cheated on me with multiple guys when we were engaged and I broke up with her straight away, Not sparing any feelings. I told her to never talk to me again unless I was dead or about to die. Now she was here.

"Why are you here, Jannette?" I demanded, Her name rolling bitterly off my tongue.

"Oh, Hey Jonnie." She purred

"Shut up Janette and tell me what you want?"

"Hm, Eny Meny, Miny Mo? I want YOU."She bit her lip and leaned against the wall, Trying hopelessly to act seductive.

It wouldn't work, I wasn't for that right now, I usually would but on my mind was Val. I don't even know why.

I chuckled humorlessly, "Get fucked, Janette. That ship has sailed."

She leaned closer to my cell, Trying to show off her fake-ass tits. Ugh. Damn, Why wouldn't she just fuck off. Stupid bitch was like a fly.

"But Babyyyy" She rolled her 'y', and it was bloody annoying. "You shouldn't be mean to your bailer!"

I was completely and utterly shocked. Uh-Uh I was not leaving with her. But you see, The officers hate dme so much they would have to let me go. It was like their motto or something. Damnit.

"How the fuck are you going to afford that, Janette?" I demanded.

"Hm, I actually don't know. Maybe we could run? You would carry me right baby?" She purred again, Leaning further down. The bad thing was, She looked fucking serious about running. Even better. (note the sarcasm)