The Gangleader

Chapter thirty

(4 Days later..)

Maya's POV

I sat in the cold, metal chair as I waited for Jackson. I heard faint chains clinking in the distance. I then saw the face I've been wanting to see for a week now. When he stepped closer, I saw he had a few new bruises on his face and a scar on his lip. He picked up the phone next to him, I then saw his knuckles all bruised.

"Hey, baby girl." He faintly smiled.

I gasped, "What happened to you?" 

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Just a few fights."

"Baby, you can't be doing that. I'm trying to request bail, but they won't if you're causing trouble in there."

"I said I was fine." He grumbled.

"What's wrong with you."

"Nothing. How have you been?" He asks, changing the subject.

"Let's see, my boyfriend is in jail, I got attacked days ago, and I killed him. But you know I've been fine since then." I said, sarcastically looking down at my hands. 

His jaw clenched. "I'm sorry I'm not there to protect you. I shouldn't have ever brought you into my life... There's always trouble." He mumbles, slamming his hands on the counter.

"Hey, hey, hey. Baby, look at me.", He then rose his head. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled, "But baby, I have to tell you something. It's important, so listen carefully."

"Ok?... What's going on?"

"It's about the person behind all of this, they got me locked up. And Lucas, he's here in jail with me. They're going to come after you-" He then got cut off.

"Wait, Jackson!?" 

One of the guards went to escort him, "Time's up." The deep voice said.

"Wait!" I yell, standing up. But the guards kept pulling him back.

"It's Lizzie!" Jackson yelled, before being pulled into the doorway, and the door slamming behind him.

Lizzie. My heart dropped. I haven't heard that name in years. I hadn't heard or seen her since the whole Scott thing. It wasn't my fault on what happened to her. It was hers, she's the one who made those decisions.

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"It's Lizzie." I breathe, hanging my jacket up on the hook.

"What do you mean its Lizzie?" Ty asked, sitting on the couch.

"All those texts. Jackson being a jail. Listen, I can't do this. Sorry if it's 'my fault' Scott broke up with her, but she was being a slut. It's pretty childish that she's going out for revenge after all these years, it's ludicrous. All of us are like 28 or 26, we all have fucking lives. Shit, Lilly, you have a kid now, and Bud you're going to have a family one day, and I'm pregnant, oh and let's not forget my boyfriend's in jail. If I have to kill her, I will." I storm off down the hallway, hearing footsteps behind me.

"Maya." I felt someone push me against the wall, "I need you to calm down." It was Bud.

"Leave me alone!" I yell, trying to push him off of me.

"Maya! I know you're upset but you need to calm down before you do something stupid!" He said sternly, holding my arms.

"I don't want your help!" I sob, feeling the tears rush down my face. 

"I'm here for you, okay?" He says, looking into my eyes.

"I don't need you to! I can handle myself!" I cry, kicking him, trying to refrain from him.

"Listen to me, Maya!" Bud yelled, struggling to keep me in place. "I know how you get, you'll do something you'll regret!"

"What if you can't help me!" I scream. "I will." He whispers, pulling me into a hug. I felt the hot, tears rush down my face. So many emotions were going through me. What if Jackson can't be bailed out, what if Lizzie comes, and hurts everyone.