Music's Escape

Music's Escape chapter 10

I couldn't bare myself to go to Starbucks that morning, so i went into the streets. I looked for possible buyers. I also looked for past buyers, hoping they'll buy more. I sold an oz or two in 3 hours which i thought was good. Suddenly my phone rang. I answered to hear Tanner's voice. It wasn't calm, though it was obvious he was trying to keep.

"Ally, i need you to bail me out of jail."

"JAIL?!" I yelled. 3 men ran away, the ones i sold too.

"Please come with $400." Then the line was cut. I barely knew this dude, 3 days at most, and expects me to pay out of my own...... The briefcase. I rushed home and went to see exactly how much was in it.

$300. I needed $100 dollars and fast. I practically blew up my house for it, and looked everywhere. I found less than $20. I ran to my bed stand to see my mothers necklace. Pure gold. It was the only thing i had left of her before she went to jail for killing my father. She had a 20 year sentence, and it had barely been 6. I grabbed it ran to the pawn shop.

I came out with $150. $30 more than i needed, and ran to the station. I paid his fees, i did the paperwork. Some of the cops knew me, and not for good things. They gave me a glare and I looked down at the papers. After what felt like years of filling out that paperwork, they brought out Tanner with a sly smile. They unhandcuffed him and gave me his arm. I thanked them, and walked him outside. I waited a block before exploding.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"I had a mask on..." He started.

"They knew it was you. And why the fuck did you give me the money." I accused.

"I knew you needed it." He replied slowly.

"I DONT need anyone looking out for me. And i don't need your money or sympathy. We stayed quiet for another 3 blocks. Where we were going? I didn't know. Then at a corner he took a left. I guess i was following him.

In a little bit he walked up a porch to a small house. It was much like mine, but in a better neighborhood. At the last step, he spoke.

"How much do i owe u?" I wasn't sure what to say. If i wanted the money back it showed that i did need money. It also showed i do need help. But if i said nothing, it would make me look sweet on him. I punched him. "That." And walked away. It felt like one of those moments where a building would explode behind you, while putting on sunglasses. But it felt like nothing. I looked for more possible buyers.