The Criminal Within(Jason McCann){Completed}

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*Y/n's POV*

We were eating our chinese takeaway in the van. "So whats the plan?" I asked out of curiosity.

"We get in there, somehow. And we get Jason out." Christian explained.

"That's the simplified way right?" I replied.

"Yup." Christian replied and started explaining the plan in detail.

"Ok but there's 100% something that stands in front of the gates. And besides it is definitely more secure than what you're making it seem to be." I told him.

"That's why we're looking around the area to check if it's clear." Bizzle replied as if everyone was supposed to know it.

"We need someone to distract a security guard. " Christian said.

"No shit. " I said and everyone thought for a second then looked at me.

*Jasons POV*

I was sitting in my usual cold corner of my cell debating life. Do I still have hope they're gonna get here? Nah. Is everything telling me they'll never come for me? Yup. Should I end my suffering? Probably. Oops there's my best friend. Oh wait never mind no ones coming here. Finally a few more moments for myself. I thought to myself when I thought I heard Carl.

I hope Shawn is treating her well, I really hope she's not hurting about my stupidity. I love the life that I chose, it was a little too risky and I knew damn well what I was getting myself into. And I guess this is just gotta be that way. I was given a notepad for no reason by Carl and I've decided to write down the songs for fun.

I think I just made a career on paper and through CCTV sad that no one will ever see it. Sad. I just need somebody to love... oh wait I do have someone. Doesn't mean she loves specifically me but, still something... I guess.

I don't need nothing else, I just need somebody to love. And that is it. And I need somebody to love me back. But lets be honest, who would love a criminal like me? Who's stuck in jail anyway. Why am I still trying to get with someone if I don't have access to? This is bullshit. You ever need someone? Like not in a sexual way but you just need them because you love them and they mean the absolute world to you but you can't have them? What is this rant anyway? This is a fucking waste of my time. But what am I supposed to do anyway. I'll just wait for that bitch to come over beat me to unconsciousness and call it a day. That's some fun entertainment.

Oh there he is. My bestie my love my- im describing the wrong person. Here comes Carl. "McCann, just tell me where your gang is and I'll leave you alone." He said fed up when he walked into my cell.

"I could tell you. But you see, you don't know how gangs work. They fall apart the second their leader gets caught. Therefore even if I told you where they are, there's a 100% chance they aren't there." I explained to that clueless cop.

"Jason, why should we believe you?" Carl said.

"You're literally asking me where my friends are therefore you must trust me to tell you where they are." I raised my eyebrow.

"Well yeah that is true. So tell me the old address." He said calmly.

"Sure. But I'm not telling you if they will be there for a definite." I said and told him Y/n's address. It was safer for obvious reasons.