Scarlett Stokes is Mike Stokes twin sister, younger than Mike by 10 minutes. Scarlett is what some people would call-by their definition, whatever that may be-a whore. Scarlett ignores the comments of course, she does love the company of men. Many m...
The first thing I do when I wake up is take a shower. It was really late when Zack dropped me off at the dorms last night, after getting me my blizzard, and I didn't have time to shower.
After I was all dried off I got dressed into a pair of short shorts with a thin brown belt around my waist, a cute frilly crop top, and a white tank top long cardigan. I put on a pair of flip flops and sunglasses and left the room, grabbing my training bag on my way out.
Instead of walking I decided to take a cab to Case's place, I wanted to talk to him before all the guys got there.
The cab got me there three times faster than the time it would have taken me to walk and I decided I really needed a car. I paid the driver, grabbed my bag and made my way to Daisy because Case wasn't out yet.
I raise my hand to knock on the door only to have it open and nearly hit me in the face, which would only add to the now healing cuts and bruises.
"Scarlett. You're here early."
"Yeah, I just wanted to see if you were, you know, okay." I responded unsure as he walked over to his old punching bag and began hitting and kicking it in combos.
"Why would I not be okay?" He asked in a tense voice. Case was never good with emotions before and I'd be surprised if he ever will be.
"Nevermind, it was just a stupid thought." I told him as he moved over to the bar and began on his pull ups.
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I went to speak again but was interrupted by the rumble of a car. Case dropped to the ground and turned around at the same as me.
I was expecting it just to be one of the guys but was shocked to see a cop car and two officers climbing out and walking over.
I know that Case was arrested awhile back but he got out. He was out on parole now, but as far as I know hadn't done anything wrong.
The officers looked really cocky and arrogant and I knew that if I couldn't keep my mouth shut here I was going to be in trouble.
"Where'd you do time boy" The cop who stopped infront of Case asked, a smirk on his face. "State? Bangolo?"
Case stayed silent, staring straight ahead, his face hard. This agriavated the douchebag cop.
"Hey, I asked you a question." When there was still no response from Case the cop sighed, quickly glancing at his partner before back at Case.
"Well, I'm gonna have to ask you to vacate." He told Case.
"Why? I'm not hurting anybody."
"Yeah, well it's my job to get your black ass out of here before you do." The cop said taking out his baton and grasping it tightly.
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The comment about the cop only wanting him out of here because he was black did not settle well with me and I couldn't keep quite anymore.
"Come on man." Case said shaking his head.
"Yeah. What the hell. You can't kick him out for the sole reason that he's black." I told them angrily, pissed that these people were actually allowed to be cops.
"Come on, come on, come on." He said mocking Case. "You listen to me convict, I've got 50 ways to make your black ass disappear so when I say go you better say how far. You got that?"
The fucking nerve of this man made me furious.
"What the hell makes you think you can speak that way to him?" I ask, probably digging myself a grave. "You think that just because you're a cop that makes you better than everyone else, but it doesn't. I just gives you a gun and a stupid stick and the power to hurt or help people. I absolutely loathe people like you. You make me sick and this world would be better off without you, you fucking douchebag." By the time I was done I was face to face with the cop, and closer than I would have liked. I heard Case take in a small breath and I knew that I had gone too far.
I felt the cuff before I saw it and as it tightened I bit my lip to stop from crying out. The stupid cop was tightening it tighter than he was supposed to and I felt the metal cutting into my skin. He yanked my arm behind my back and secured the cuff around my other wrist, doing the same thing. I tried to hide it, but I knew that the pain was visible on my face.
"Morning sensei." Came Tim's voice from behind me, and I let out a small breath. He'd be able to help.
Both of the cops turned, and me being held by one forced me to turn too. Tim was walking our way and Zack was beside him. I smiled at Zack but he must have seen the pain on my face because he looked scary mad.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." The cop holding me said, putting one hand out stopping the guys from coming any closer. He looked to Case and then back to Tim and Zack. "So what the hell is going on here?"
I grinned despite my situation. He was scared now. There were three large ass men who could obviously kick his ass without even breaking a sweat.
"Nothing." Tim said sharing a worried glance with Zack before looking back to the cops.
"I don't want to see you around here again." The douche said to Case. "That goes for you too." He said to Zack and Tim before pushing me forwards to his car.
As he walks past Zack and Tim, Zack grabs my arm gently but hard enough to make the cop stop walking.
"I'd appreciate it if you let my girlfriend go. She didn't do anything wrong." Zack said tightening his grip on me. I let the part about me being his girlfriend go because he was only trying to help me.
He looked like he was going to argue but with another look at Zack and then at Tim, he decided not to.
He roughly turned me around and unlocked the cuffs before shoving me to Zack who pulled me into a tight hug, still staring the cop down. Once I heard the car pull away, I did the same to look at my wrists. There was blood coating them and as I ran my fingers across them I winced. They hurt like hell.
"You okay princess?" Zack asked, holding my wrists in his hands.
"Oh, yeah, totally. Not the first time I've been in handcuffs." I say laughing, but wince when Zack lightly touches my wrists.
"Of course it's not." He laughed. "Let's go get you cleaned up." He said sweeping me off my feet and starts carrying me to Daisy. Again.
"Zack! Put me down." I yelled, but I was laughing at the same time.
"Not gonna happen princess." He says, laughing at my lame attempts to get him to put me down.
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