A/N: LATELY IVE BEEN GETTING REALLY BAD WRITERS BLOCK AND IM SORRY IF THE UPDATES ARE SLOW AND IM REALLY SORRY THAT CHAPTERS MAY SUCK BUT I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING TO WRIte and ugh
And I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH.....I HAD 165 reads yesterday and AFTER I UPDATED I HAD/have 234 READS WAOW
THIS IS GOING TO BE ANOTHER SHORT FILLER, SORRY NOT SoRrY
Jakes P.O.V.
Last week I left out of town for the club I was transferred to. I stood behind the bar, mixing the three orders from around me.
After concocting the drinks, I slid them down the bar. I took a look at my surroundings; girls dancing all over guys. The smell of sweat and ear blasting music filled the room.
Two men walk through the double glass doors and making their way to me.
"Under the law of our city you are under arrest for murder and drug sales in the local regions. Anything said or done can and will be reported to the court." A younger looking male pulled out his badge as they pulled at my arm.
I'm not going this easy.
I swung my legs over the counter, barely making it. Smashing back through the doors, I slide across the hood of my car opening the door. Shoving the keys in the ignition, I turn it and drive off, shit now I'm on the run.
I reach for my phone, dialing one of many people I can trust.
After few rings emerging from my phone, Louis' groggy and tired voice answers.
"Jesus Jake! I was trying to sleep, what do you want." Louis asks.
"I need a place to stay, I'm on the run." I state, getting to the point.
"Whatever" Louis replies.
I hang up and drive beyond the speed limit. I arrive at his flat in ten minutes.
I wrap my fist against the door, patiently waiting for the door to open. When it does, I greet him and walk into the spare bedroom.
Well you guys finally got to get to see how Jake's acting whoops.
Okay bye
