Banana Bus Crew Oneshots

Jail time? (Vanoss x reader) 2/3

Must read The Bank Heist before reading this! It's a three part story!
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As we were at the police station, the gang and I were all thrown into one cell together. Craig was still freaking out but he tried to not let it show. Evan sat down, propped his elbows on his knees, and held his head. I just stood at the bars watching two of the cops chat. I soon banged on the bars and glared.

"Hey. Don't I get a phone call? I need to call my dad!" I shouted. The cops turned for a moment before chatting.

"You're gonna call Jon, aren't ya?" Evan said. I turned to him and nodded.

"He ain't gonna be happy but I hope we can do something." I sighed as the cell opened. One of the officers grabbed me and pulled me away. He led me to this phone and stood against the wall.

"You have five minutes. Make it quick." He said as I instantly punched Jon's number in. It rang a few times then I heard someone answer.

"Hello...?" A confused sounding Jon said. I sighed as I turned my back towards the officer.

"Hey, dad. Listen. I'm at the station. They won't tell me or the guys why we are here. Probably suspecting up for something. I need you to do something. In my dresser drawer there's a key to a safe box for the bank. Inside should be some money. Evan and I were saving it to travel but we need bailed out. Can you do that?" I asked. I heard shifting in the background and cursing.

"I've very disappointed in you, (Y/N).  You're probably in again for that stupid graffiti shit you've done since you were a teenager!" Jonathan spoke. Thank God he was helping me with this.

"Thanks dad. I have to go now. I'll see you soon." I said as I hung up. The officer escorted me back to the cell where I sat next to Evan.

We all remained silent as one by one we were taken out and questioned. To me, the cops didn't seem suspicious of anyone. I was pulled in after Tyler, who just sat with his arms crossed over his chest. I was grabbed and forced out of the cell and towards this room with those stupid one way mirror. I sat in the chair with an office in front of me.

"So, Ms...." The officer said. I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the chair and crossed my leg over the other.

"Fong. Mrs Fong." I said as I raised a brow. The officer wrote stuff down as I watched them.

So, Mrs Fong. What were you doing earlier today?" The cop asked. I looked at my nails and sighed.

"I was at the nail salon. God a nice manicure done. Then, I went to get lunch with with my friend, Luke. I then came home and was spending time with my husband and our friends." I watched the office write stuff down. He glanced at me and tried to see if I was lying. Truthfully, I lied very well.

"How long have you known everyone, Mrs Fong?" The officer asked. I thought for a moment for answering.

"I've known my husband since I was around the age of 17, when my family moved to Los Santos. I met Craig about a year ago when he moved here. Lui, Tyler, Marcel and Brock I've known about five years. Very good friends of my husband." I said as I stared up at the ceiling. The officer nodded and stood up.

"Alright, Mrs Fong." The officer grabbed me and escorted me towards the cell. They grabbed Evan and he gave me this look. I smiled up at him and soon sat down.

We all sat there for hours. Craig had fallen asleep against Tyler as Brock was curled up in a ball on the ground. Marcel as sitting next to me just twirling his thumbs. I watched him as we just waited for Evan to come back. He wouldn't rat us out, would he? He wouldn't just say we did it to save his ass, would he?

I stared down at the ring on my finger. All those memories with Evan. From all the heists to all the late nights playing video games together. I heard footsteps as my head shot to the cell doors. There, an office opened the door and stood to the side. Both Marcel and I stood up and walked out as Brock woke Craig and Tyler. I looked around and noticed that Evan wasn't around. I looked at the office once everyone was out of the cell.

"Where is my husband at?" I asked the officer as I began to frantically walk around.

"He confessed to that bank robbery. Said that he did it all himself. You guys are all free to go." I stood there as I looked past the officer. I watched Evan as he began to walk past us with his head down.

"No... no no no no no! Evan! Please don't. I-it was me! All me!" I shouted as I went to push past the officer. Marcel and Brock both had to grab me from running at Evan.

"Calm down, baby girl. I'll be okay. I promise." I saw Evan look up at me. I could feel the tears threaten at my eyes.

"P-please don't do this! It was me! I robbed the bank! I stole the money! Take me instead!" I began to shout. I felt my feet being lift off the floor as Evan began to get farther and farther away.

"Baby girl, it's okay. I'll be fine. The guys will take care of you. Stay strong for me. I'll see you in a few years." Evan said as he smiled. God, I was going to miss that smile.

"EVAN!!!" I shouted. The boys had drug me out of police station. Once outside, Brock and Marcel let go of me.

I quickly began to pace around. Evan said he did it to save us. I couldn't focus, I was too much of a wreck right now. I grabbed my phone and quickly pulled up a contact that I haven't talked to in a few years. The man that introduced me to Evan, Lester. I called him and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello? Who is this?" The voice said. I sighed and began walked down the sidewalk.

"It's (Y/N). I need a favor from you..." I said as I could just feel the guys behind me following.

"What's the favor? I do owe you big time from the last time we talked." I heard Lester say. I smirked and slowly looked around.

"Guns, an armored car, and your boy Michael. I need them all at the old warehouse ASAP." I said as I crossed the street towards my favorite bar in town.

"Give me twelve hours and I will have it all there. I'll let Michael know so he can call you." I nodded into the call and soon hung up. I walked to the bar and looked at the tender.

"Give me the strongest thing you've got..." I said to him. He nodded as the boys soon sat on either side of me.

"Why did you call Lester?" Marcel asked me. I looked at the drink in front of me and just stared at it.

"I'm getting Evan out. You guys don't have to join me. I'm getting him out with or without you guys." I said as I downed my drink.

"We have been working with Evan the last few years, (Y/N).  We aren't going to allow him to take the blame for what we all did. I'm in." Marcel said. I turned to him and smiled.

"Yeah, so am I." Brock soon said. I turned towards Tyler and Craig who both nodded.

"Same here. Can't let him do this for us." Tyler said. Craig smiled at me.

"We're all in this together. [if you get this reference, then you're awesome!]" I smiled as I looked over the boys.

"Meet me at the old warehouse in the morning. We will plan this once we get everything." I said as I ordered another drink.

I was going to get Evan out. He was going to be a free man.