***Angel's POV***
I had finally gotten my first royalty cheque from Crush On You, and I was currently starting the process of getting Aidan new lawyers instead of a public defender to look at his case. It wasn't a lot of money, since the single had only been out for a little over a month, but it was still enough to start paying a lawyer.
I had the giant phone book laid out in front of me and I was calling all morning trying to talk to different lawyers who might be able to take his case. About a dozen phone calls later I got through to one who was willing to take the case, and could start working on it immediately. I explained the whole situation to her, along with Aidan's inmate number and the prison he was staying at. She told me she would go down and meet him tomorrow during visitation and that I should come as well.
I was supposed to be working on my album all day tomorrow, as I did every weekday, but I would blow that off in a heartbeat if that meant getting Aidan out of jail. I told her that wouldn't be a problem, and that I would bring all of his court documents that I had.
She continued on telling me that she also thought it would be helpful if she could get one of her law firm partners on board with the case, but that was going to double the cost, and I still needed to eat while I waited for my next cheque to come in. I asked if we could hold off on the second lawyer for a bit until I got more money. She was reluctant, but she agreed.
I thanked her and told her I would see her tomorrow bright and early just in time for visitation and she said goodbye. I figured I should probably call Diddy and let him know I wouldn't be coming in tomorrow, but that I would be back on Tuesday. I told him that I would come in all weekend as well to makeup for my time lost and he was really nice about it. He said to do whatever I needed to do and come back when I was done dealing with my family shit.
I got off the phone with Diddy and went about my normal business for the rest of day, which was mainly just writing and smoking. Zoe stopped by for a little bit while she was on her way to work which I appreciated. I hadn't been able to see her as much as usual since I was working what felt like constantly. She only stayed for half an hour and then high tailed it outta there to get to work on time.
Five o'clock rolled around and my phone started ringing. I jumped up to go and answer it and it was none other than my favourite person.
"Hi baby." I said sweetly into the phone.
"Hey babe, how ya doin'?" Even though I had just spoken to him this morning, I missed that masculine voice of his.
"I'm good. Oh, I talked to a lawyer this morning! Cindy Williams I think her name was?"
"What'd she say?"
"She's gonna take his case! I'm meeting her tomorrow morning during visitation." I said excitedly.
"Baby, that's amazing! Do ya think she's gonna be helpful?"
"Fuck, I hope so. She said she wants to get another lawyer to help her, but I'm gonna have to wait until I get another cheque to be able to pay them both."
"How much is it for the both of them? I can help. I've been savin' half of all my cheques that I've gotten so far."
"No Marshall, you need that money. You have a kid to feed."
"Yeah, but I'm gettin' another cheque in like, two weeks. I'll be fine until then."
"Baby it's not happening. Thank you for the offer, but I'm just gonna wait till I get another cheque."
He groaned. "Don't be so stubborn. I told ya I'm fine. For the first time in my life, all my bills are actually paid."
"Yeah, and you needa keep 'em that way."
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Fanfiction*GIANT DISCLAIMER* This story includes P Diddy as a side character and was written many years prior to the recent discoveries of sexual assaults, human trafficking, etc. I, the author, in no way support or condone P Diddy. The year is 1998 and Ange...