Romeo and Juliet Gone Bad.

5. The Police Calls.

^^Pic of Romeo^^

Romeo's POV:

I woke up with a shouting match going on downstairs.

It sounded like it had something to do with Lily being arrested.

Must be a dream, because my sister could never be arrested.

How could she when she wouldn't even leave her damn room?

I turned on my side to go back to sleep when my door burst open.

I groaned and sat up to glare at my parents that stood in my doorway.

"What?", I asked, slightly annoyed at them.

"Your sister's been arrested.", my mom said, sadness clouding her face.

"Haha. Look how I'm laughing.", I said , sarcastically.

"Romeo, this isn't a joke. She's been held in a holding cell as we speak.", my dad said.

"For what?", I asked, still not really believing them.

"Various charges of tagging, illegal street fighting, underage drinking and assaulting an officer of the law.", my dad said as my mom quickly left the room, tears in her eyes.

"How is that even possible?", I whispered.

My little sister was in jail... I failed my own sister...

"I don't know, Son. Get dressed, so we can go get your sister.", he said.

"They're letting her go?", I asked, confused.

"On condition that she is sent to an air force juvenile training camp.", he said and walked out.

Juvenile training camp? Air force? Lily?

I had so many questions, but no answers.

I got dressed as quickly as I could and rushed downstairs where my parents were waiting.

The drive to the police station where my sister was, was silent.

None of us knew what to say about this situation.

None of us had ever expected anything like this. Not from Lily.

When we walked in, a police officer took us to the back where the cells were.

There sat my baby sister, dressed like a gangster with her hair hanging loose back her back.

When she heard us come in, she looked up.

Her eyes showed no surprise or dread or even regret over her actions.

She wasn't my sister anymore.

She was just another stranger that looked like her.

And it was all my fault...

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Theresa's POV:

I sat in my cell in the far end and thrummed my fingers on my legs.

After we had dropped Juliet off at her apartment, we headed back to my place on the other end of town.

We'd been about a block away, when officials had pulled us over.

We were arrested immediately since they'd apparently been following us for a while already.

We had to spend a whole night in here and let me tell you, these bed were so uncomfortable it was scary.