Chapter 19: I have an idea

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Scranton, Pennsylvania's County Jail....

Megan's Pov

Six fights, and three cells later, I'm being transferred to another fucking cell. I've gotta get outta here, I can't stay, I'm gonna go fucking nuts! I look up at the two officers that were holding my arms, even though I was cuffed. They pushed me in a cell with another girl, they uncuffed me and locked the cell door. I plopped myself on the bunk and examined the girl-Blonde hair, green eyes, ivory skin, maybe in her mid twenties. She was kinda pretty. She sat next to me.

"What are you in for?" She asked.

"Attempting homicide,"

"Why?"

"This girl stole my boyfriend away from me," I say.

"Honey, if she 'stole' him, he was never yours," she says.

"What are you in for?" I said as I ignore her statement.

"Drugs and robbery,"

"I'm Megan,"

"Lainey...so, who was the revolting man stealer?"

"Liz, the metal singer Liz, god I hate her,"

"Hey....I knew a Liz in high school, I used to bully her, haha good times. I hated that bitch with every fiber in my body,"

"Is it Liz Cerulli?" I said as I suspect we were talking about the same person.

"Black hair, tattoos on her arms, back and hands and fingers, gauges, lip piercing?" I added.

"That's her! I never got my revenge on her for rejecting me in front of the entire school! Fucking unbelievable, I got rejected by the loser in school, how embarrassing!" She exclaimed. That's when it hit me.

"I have an idea..."

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Later that night...

Liz's Pov

Before I went home, I went to go see James and the guys since we haven't really talked much since the tour, we all talked for a little bit and had a few drinks then I went home. When I got home, I found the girls sitting in the living room, watching Scooby doo with Tyler, Maria was in the dining room drawing, I sat at the table with her. It was kind of awkward, considering what we did last night. She finally looks up from her drawing of herself with a black widow crawling on her tongue, it was kind of weird, but it was very...sexy at the same time? She smiled at me.

"How was the uh...counseling?" She asked.

"Ugh, don't even ask...they called me a cheater,"

She narrowed her eyebrows.

"Well, the hickies you left me told everything about last night,"

"Ahh...heh, sorry about that..."

"It's...don't be..."

"You must've been wanting to do that for awhile," she says as she smirks at me.

"What makes you think that?"

"You were wild, and plus while we were making out, you whispered 'finally',"

I turned red. She giggled and continued drawing.

"It's okay, I've been wanting to do that too, you were so....so toxic, psychotic, chaotic....and I'm glad we did, I just hope you know we're remaining as friends though?"

"I was intending on keeping it that way, haha, I'm going to bed," I say as I hug her goodnight.

The next morning, I woke up to a snoring Maria. I hadn't even feel her come to bed last night. I checked my phone for any missed calls or text messages, and I only had one missed call from mom, and a text from Andy, Oli, Chris, and an unfamiliar number. I opened Andy's first.

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