Chapter 40
{Author's POV}
"This man states he is your partner. Is that true?" Another police officer said, standing next to Joey.
"What's his name?" The guy in Shane's cell said, knowing his partner's name was Joey Graceffa. Well, Joseph Graceffa.
"Joey Graceffa." Joey spoke.
"Your real name." His boyfriend said quickly.
"Oh, It's Joseph. I'm sorry, I'm just Joey to everyone. But he likes to call me Joseph for some reason.."
After hesitating the guy opened the door and let Joey in.
"Joey, meet my new best friend. I don't know his name but that doesn't matter. He's way cuter than you obviously. And the way he holds his clipboard! Ugh.." Shane joked, sitting on the bed.
The police guy left while shaking his head disapprovingly.
Joey sat next to Shane on the old, hard bed and looked at the ground.
"Look.." He said. "I told my dad to go and he is gone for 2 years now."
"So?" Shane asked.
Joey repeated him, like he didn't knew what Shane meant.
"So what, Joey? He will still do anything to keep me away from you."
Joey let that sink in and followed a crack in the ground with his eyes.
"Are you free to leave now?" He asked finally.
"Yup. Thanks to you. What are we gonna do when we're out of here?"
Joey looked at Shane. "Let's not plan ahead too far. That doesn't work for us, you know?"
"Right." Shane smiled.
The door opened again, followed by: "Mr. Dawson, I need you and your visitor in my office for 5 more minutes. Then you are free to leave.
Both Shane and Joey got up and Shane got handcuffs on again. By the look in eyes Shane could tell it hurt Joey seeing him this way: beat up face, in a cell with his hands tied to his back. They walked out and after sitting in the office answering more questions.
"How about the police record thing?" Joey asked Shane while they left the building.
"You know I don't give a flying fuck about that right?" Shane answered walking down the road to Joey's house.
After walking for like 5 minutes the two of them realized that Joey's place was too far to walk, so they called Joey's mom, who was probably packing her bags for her flight back to Boston tonight.
As they arrived home Joey tried to record a Minecraft video with Shane. He tried, because after 2 minutes Shane was bored and sassier than ever. Finally they recorded an Omegle video. At night they went to the airport with Joey's mom and ate something there.
{Shane's POV}
Joey and his mom walked off to check her in while I walked the opposite way to give them some 'privashyy' as Joey pronounced it with his lisp.
I just told Joey I would get the right color foundation to cover up my black eye with, because obviously Joey's foundation was 'tshoo dark' for me.
While I entered this really expensive-looking store the smell of hundred thousand fragrances, all too sweet, too strong and all fucking mixed together came to me and almost made me pass out. I made it to the side with the skin makeup and carefully looked at different colors of foundation.
While I picked up a little jar with white-ish stuff in it I felt like someone was looking at me. I slowly turned around my head, nothing to be seen, just two shelves and a big plant. When I turned back this woman stood in front of me.
"May I help you sir?"
She might have been looking at me. No, it came from the other side. What the fuck? Maybe I'm just tired, it's late already.
"Oh, I think I'm buying this one." She nodded at me while looking t the little jar in my hand. "I hope it will cover up my face a bit.."
She nodded and told me it would probably work best if I applied it twice, carefully.
I followed her to the cash desk and paid. The feeling was back. Suddenly I turned my head.
Did I see the plant move? No. I'm just tired. Right?
___________________________
Did you like the chapter? I hope so, because big things happening soon!
I would love some feedback on Wanted so far!
Thanks for reading and voting and commenting so far, see ya later!!
YOU ARE READING
Wanted ( A Shoey Fanfic )
FanfictionJoey loves Shane, but there is someone who doesn't love Shane that much..