Town, Crazy

Fifty-One-Fifty

A/N I know, its been forever, midterms snuck up on me, but i'm back! there will be atleast 4 new chapters next week as it is SPRING BREAK 2014!!!!! this one's a shortie, but it's leading to something big, all in due time my friends. Enjoy, see ya tommarow! Oh, and don't forget to tap the vote botton on the way out. She's totally your type.

CH 5

May’s POV

Jordan was working. And when I say working, I mean working. He was dressed in an oversized tank top that showed off his nipples and back, paired with the tightest jeans ever seen on a man. I was honestly surprised he could breathe. The police officer didn’t stand a chance. Just as Jordan’s hand slid to the Policeman’s lower stomach, I tuned into their conversation.

“Officer, it was an honest accident. He was coming onto my sister, and I- I tried to get him off, and Chester, he-he s-saved us-“and right then, Jordan won the Oscar as he broke down in tears. The cop looked slightly surprised at the grown man clinging on to his fit body, but took the bait and wrapped his arms around Jordan, discreetly slipping off a wedding ring.

 Occupied with a ‘hysterical’ Jordan, the married officer barely noticed Chester and Jessibella until they were upon the duo.

“I’m your wife; you can’t sleep with other women!” Jessibella’s red hair whipped furiously in the gentle summer breeze.

“I was drunk!” Chester grimaced, realizing he was screwed.

“Oh, well you must have alcohol for blood, because you were ‘drunk’ with the handmaid and ‘drunk’ with the chief on the kitchen table!”

  “Well, maybe if you put out more oft-fuck!” Jessibella’s fist flew towards Chester’s face a second   time, drawing blood from the blonde man. Soon, the husband and wife were in the forest green grass, rolling around. When their intentions to maim each other became apparent, the officer ran to pull them off each other, his beefy face turning red. Grabbing the black oval on his chest, he spoke curtly, pressing a button.

“Hey, we’ve got a two-seven-three-David at-“he let go of the button to listen”Yep, Jeff’s last assignment. Gonna need paramedics. “ Looking at the couple, who were now passionately kissing, he returned to his radio once more “ Possible fifty-one-fifty.”

Grimancing, he heaved a flailing Chester off Jessibella and began to cuff him. Jordan was practically fainting, goodness, he was a good actor. Almost too good. My suspicious thought were cut off as the Officer read the Miranda rights in a booming voice.

 “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?” the cop smirked as Jordan fawned over the recital.

“Curse you peasant! Get your dirty hands off me! My lawyer will hear about this!” Chester began to shake his head violently, nearly growling. The cop looked mildly surprised and reached for his tazeer

This was our cue.

Junebug and I ran from our hiding places. We ran at the group, who didn’t notice us until we were nearly upon them. The officer did a double take (one which probably gave him whiplash) while the others tried to conceal smirks. This was the natural response, considering we were both naked. As the day we were born. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I completed the task we had to strip bare for.

Goodbye, sweet dignity.