Kidnapped

Ghetto's and Money Managing

We waited by the bank for about five minutes before Jean sighed. “We’re getting the hell out of here, there’s no way the cops are going to get us.”

    “Waitt!!!!” I yelled. “Kayla and Liam were far away, so they’re probably just getting out!”

    “Well, that’s their problem.” He started the car and pulled away.

    Harry looked mad.

    “You’re such a great boyfriend, Jean,” I huffed.

    He shrugged.

    We got back to the hotel without the police chasing us, (which was surprising), and then Jean left the car in an alleyway so they couldn’t track us and brought the bags of money into the hotel room where we all piled in. You’re probably wondering how we snuck in two freakin gigantic bags of STOLEN MONEY into a hotel.....Jean just told the lady it was his laundry. Idiotic lady.

    I sat on the edge of the couch next to Harry as Jean, Gage, and Raven rummaged through the bags, smiling. Krista was sitting on the bed, looking bored.

    “I have to say, you guys did good,” Jean said. He stuck a huge wad of cash into his pockets.”

    “Yea, but, um, Kayla and Liam are still ON THE RUN from the police, so, um, shut up,” I said. Harry nodded.

    Raven rolled his eyes. “They’ll figure something out.”

    “Like ending up in jail?” Harry asked.

    “Possibly,” Jean said. “But at least we have the money.”

    “I thought you loveeddd Kayla!” I screamed, and Harry looked embarrassed.

    Jean blushed a little bit, which I’d never seen him do. His cheeks matched his ginger hair.

    “So, am I going to get my half of the money, or what?” Krista piped in, sighing from the bed.

    “Half???” Gage asked. “If anyone should get half, it’s me. I’ve been Jean’s wingman since the beginning.”

    “Gage?” Jean asked, looking at him.

    “Ya?”

    “Don’t ever call yourself a wingman. It’s like.....I’m Batman and your Robin.”

    “Awwww,” Gage said. Freaks.

    “I deserve all of the money,” Raven said, huffing.

    “Oh, please, what have YOU done?” Krista asked.

    “Shut up, girl, you just got here. Why should you get money?”

    “Cause Jean promised me some if I came on this stupid trip with him.”

    “Or, um, we could get the money, considering we’re the ones who ROBBED A BANK!” Harry said.

    “Everybody shut up!” Jean said. “We’ll figure out the money thing later, once the police aren’t right at our tails. For now, we need to get out of this neighborhood. He started packing up all of the bags, and I saw he had already packed up ours.”

    “Wait, we can’t just leave Kayla and Liam!” Harry and I said.

    “Hey, their in their own neighborhood, so I think they’ll be okay.”

    “So your going to leave them, and just keep us hostage??” I asked.

    “Yep, perty much,” Jean said, opening the door. “Now let’s go.”