Chapter 1

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                                Mariah
Pant, pant
I was running like my life depended on it. I checked my surroundings to see if I can see a small alleyway to loose the cops

Still running I look back to see the cops closing in

"Shit!"

I should've never let my brother talk me into doing this stupid ass shit for the gang, should've had someone else do it

My legs were starting to become numb and I was slowing down, not be able to take the pain in my chest no more I stop running and put my hands on my knees catching my breath

"Fuck this shit" I complained

They reached me and one of them threw me to the ground putting me in handcuffs

"Come on, it's time for you to go" the officer said

I rolled my eyes as he dragged me to their car
'Just fucking great' I thought as he threw me in the backseat and started driving to the police station

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Here I was, sitting in a chair inside a cop office room trying to seduce my way out of this situation

"Please let me go..." I got up and leaned over the desk exposing some of my cleavage

"My little sister is at home scared, wondering where her big sister went" I lied biting my lip not breaking eye contact with him, but he seemed unfazed by all of this

'Fuck' I thought

He smirked at me seeing my expression fall, "How bout you explain that when I call your mother to come get you" he motioned his head to his door signaling me to leave

I blew my breath rolling my eyes and walked out making sure to slam the door 

Sitting in one of the chairs in the hallway and praying to God that my mom won't beat me up

I was distracted by a Hispanic boy who looks around my age being brought in in handcuffs  by a woman police officer

He was resisting and yelling things at her in Spanish

She threw him down on a chair that was next to mine but separated by a table

"Necesitas comportarte!" She yelled at him
He only glared at her

"Vete a a mierda"
The officer looked taken aback before saying

"Tú madre" she walked away

This made me wonder what they were talking about, I knew I should've payed attention in Spanish class

"I don't have one" the boy whispered rolling his eyes

I looked at him thinking he was talking to me

"Excuse me?" I asked him. He was gorgeous, a little too gorgeous

He looked at me and gave me a little smirk, leaning on the table to get a better look of me

"¿Como te llamas chica bonita?"

Conor te what? I looked at him like he grew two heads making him laugh out loud

He was laughing for like two minutes and it was starting to annoy me

"My stomach! Owww! You should've saw the look on your face!" He told me still laughing

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