Bad Boy's Club

Tell it to the Cops

Damien's POV:

"I told you." I said, looking the cop dead in the eyes. "I shot Max because he was gonna rape Monte." It didn't seem like he was going to believe me.

"Listen, Damien, you seem like a sweet girl. But you need to tell the truth. Otherwise, there will be some serious consequences." The officer said as he leaned over the table.

"I am." I half yelled. I may have just fucked up. "You could ask Monte, himself, sir. I shot Max to protect Monte."

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Monte's POV:

I woke up to Craig talking to someone.

"I don't know, officer." He said. He sounded concerned. "Max did seem jealous the first time he saw me and Monte together."

"I'd like to talk to Monte." The cop said. Great. "Monte, can you tell me what happened?" She asked as she walked in, sitting on a chair close to the bed as she put a voice recorder on the table beside my bed.

"I went to meet up with someone who I thought was a fan. It was supposed to be a crowded public place." I began, trying to remember every detail as it happened.

"Do you remember how this all got started?"

"I got a friends request from someone. I think the name was Sam Winches? After that, we messaged each other for a little bit. We arranged to meet up and, when I got there, that's when Max-" I stopped mid sentence. I couldn't tell her. I know she's here to help, but I can't.

"What did Max do?"

"He pushed me down." I started to cry as memories flooded back. "And he tied me up. He started cutting my chest and-" I can't do this. I just can't.

"What did he do, Monte?" The cop asked, clearly concerned.

"H-he tried to rape me." I can't hold it together anymore. I break down, crying, as the memories replay in my mind. I jump as a hand reaches out for my arm.

"Is that when Damien shot him?" I can't say a word. I just nod a silent 'yes.' "I think we have all we need now. I'll let you know if there's anything else we need to get from you." I can't reply. I couldn't even move. I just sat there, crying, sobbing as Craig walks in.

"Monte." He says. Clutching the blanket, I bring my hands up to my chest as I continue to cry. Craig reaches a hand out and tries to touch my back. But I don't want to be touched. I jump at the sudden contact. Craig pulls his hand back, most likely trying not to upset me even more. "It's gonna be okay, babe."

Max's POV:

I climbed on top of Monte, getting ready to force myself upon him. I wanted to ruin him for Craig. I wanted to see him suffer. That's when I heard it. The gunshot rang through my head. I fell directly onto Monte, then everything went black. I wake up, chained to a hospital bed. Bound by handcuffs. What the fuck? I'm the victim here. I'm the one who was shot in the shoulder! I hear footsteps coming closer. Looking over to the door, I see a cop coming in. Good! Maybe she knows the fucker who did this to me.

"Max Green," the cop began. "I'm going to ask you a few questions."

"Okay." I reply, trying to sit up in the bed. The cop put a voice recorder on the table beside the bed.

"Why did you cut Monte's chest?" What the fuck?

"I didn't?" I reply, trying to look innocent.

"Don't lie to me, Maxwell."

"I don't know. Maybe because he stole my man?"

"Okay. Now, is that also why you tried to rape him?" I don't need to stand for this.

"I want a lawyer." I say, half pissed.

"Okay." The cop said as she began writing something down. "The court will appoint you a lawyer. In the mean time, you will not be allowed to have any contact with Monte Money or Craig Mabbitt." With that, the cop walked out of my room. What the fuck?

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Craig's POV:

I looked at a sleeping Monte, how hurt he clearly was. How traumatized he must be. It broke my heart to see him like this. But I've gotta be here for him. I gotta help him through this. I need to stay strong. If not for myself, for him. I hear footsteps coming from behind. Turning my head, I see none other than Ronnie Radke.

"Hey." I say, turning my head back to face Monte. "I don't want any trouble."

"I'm not here to start anything." Ronnie says, sitting in the empty chair next to me. "I'm here to be here for you two." I look up at him, confused. "Look, Max was like a brother to me, but Monte's always been there for me. Now, what Max did, poisoning Monte and now this, that was overstepping a line. Even for me. I can't defend anyone who does this kind of shit. And, I'm sorry, but you don't just go around trying to kill people out of jealousy. At all!" Ronnie sighed. "Craig, I'm sorry this is happening to you. And I'm sorry for what all I said these past few years."

"It's okay." I reply, still feeling anxious around him. The only other time a guy gave me anxiety this bad, was when I first met Monte. I knew then I wanted to be with him. I just didn't know he'd always felt the same for me. Ronnie seems to be telling the truth. He seems to care. Like he's actually trying. In case he is, I'll try, too.