Bad Company

Chapter 8: Giving In

Being held in the drunk tank/holding cells in Boston wasn't my idea of fun for tonight. Billy's slut whom I found out by the officer who cuffed me at the Four Roses and brought me here - her name is Jennifer. Luckily for me... Jennifer didn't want to press charges and she got to walk and is probably currently all over Billy right now the hoe that she is. But... I should be thankful that she didn't press charges against me. Billy on the other hand... I hope he likes his chicks bruised and bloody. Heh... Heh.

I was told that I'm stuck here for the night until I'm 'sober' in the morning or until somebody picks me up. Not one of these cops bothered to even Breathalyzer me or they'd realize that I haven't even drank tonight. I tried explaining to the female cop that cuffed me that but oh no... she just ignored me. So here I am... awkwardly sitting on a cold cement bench in a drunk tank with four other women. Cool, they're probably going to kill me.

Christy's too drunk and high to come down here and get me so I'm not even going to bother hoping that she will. Megan's more than likely busy with Jack and won't bother coming down to the station and getting me. Ramona's pissed off at me and still working so she definitely won't come get me as she probably thinks this is a good way for me to learn my lesson.

Ugh... what the hell was I thinking?!

Billy seems to think I started shit with Jennifer out of sheer jealousy. Is he nuts?1 God no... I mean, I did it because she's... a slut? No. He's right. I did it out of jealousy. Why? I don't know... I want nothing to do with Billy... he's bad news and a womanizer... I want absolutely nothing to do with him... er... No... that's not true. Who am I? and what's gotten over me?!

"You're being released." A male cop called from behind the bars.

I shot my head up at him and looked back at the other drunken girls in the cell with me and then back over at the cop, realizing that he was talking to me. He frowned at me as he unlocked the cell and motioned me to get up and follow him to collect my belongings which was nothing besides my pull over hoodie that they wouldn't let me wear in the cell in case I tried to "hang" myself with it.

After I was done dealing with the police, the male officer led me out to the front where Billy was standing. My jaw dropped and my eyes squinted into a glare, unable to fathom that he was actually here and was the one to pick me up in order to have me released, out of everyone I know... HIM?!

"It all makes sense now... keep your woman in line, Darley." The male cop hissed at Billy as he walked me over to Billy.

Billy grinned slyly, "Or what? ya gonna finally try and arrest me?" 

My eyes widened, shocked that he was actually getting smart with this police officer. If his big stupid mouth gets me thrown back behind bars I'm going to kick him the dick.

"Stay out of trouble, Darley." The cop replied, snarling at Billy.

"Fuckin' prick," Billy mumbled as he chuckled.

Billy then began to walk towards the exit doors, leaving me standing there appalled with everything that was currently happening at the moment. Billy stopped in his tracks and turned slightly to face me. His eyes squinted in annoyance as he stared back at me.

"Are ya fuckin' coming or not?" Billy asked slightly shaking his head.

I quickly glanced back over at the cell that I was just in before glancing back over at Billy. Without any further hesitation, I pulled my hoodie on over my head and followed Billy outside of the police station and over to his car. Once we were inside Billy's car, I put my seat belt on and folded my arms across my chest, unimpressed that Billy of all people was the one to come and basically bail me out...