TK POV:
I head to the showers, that last call had so much dust it feels like I have it everywhere on my body.
Putting on my grey shirt and black pants I head back out to the main area. I see Judd talking on the phone in the corner , passing by him with a curious look to which he shrugs off.
I hear music playing from the kitchen so I walk towards it.
"Aye, I do my dance on that hoe, throwing ones while she shakes on the pole!"
I see Paul dancing moving around the kitchen making chicken tenders.
"Paul!" I yell he looks at me and smiles turning down the music,
"Hey wassup?" He said watching the grease, we would hate for a fire to happen at a fire station.
"When did you start making chicken? Was my shower really that long?" He nods smiling,
"Your showers are always around 30 to 45 minutes long, I started them about 20 minutes ago though." He shrugged when it came to the time.
"Okay, special occasion?" I was curious because he barely cooks for everyone. He looked at me shaking his head,
"I can't just be nice?" He said smirking and I put my hands up laughing,
"Sure Paul!"
He starts taking the chicken out of the grease, laying it on a plate with three napkins on top to catch the excess grease.
When he has two left, the siren sounds and he cuts the stove off getting ready. I check behind him taking out the few chicken tenders. Then I pull the grease off of the stove putting the pot in the sink.
Paul POV:
I prepped the chicken, cutting it into thick slices, I then turned on the stove's biggest eye to 8, high would only cook the outside of the chicken and not the inside, no one likes salmonella.
I'm in a good mood for some reason today, I prayed this morning and I felt this huge weight come off of my shoulders almost immediately after.
I put the chicken tenders into the grease, putting my music on medium when TK walks in calling my name. I turn down my music smiling at him, we make small talk before the siren goes off, I turn the stove off rushing to put on my uniform.
I head into the truck Mateo behind me, TK is the last one to arrive. He winks at me , and I know he pulled everything off.
"Thank you," I said to him ,he just nodded while putting on his headphones. I focus and do the same, we never know what a call will bring.
Narrators POV:
They get to the call exiting the truck quickly, when they hear a man on a speaker phone talking over the intercom.
"The gangs all here , good. I need you all to listen to me right now, if you don't want 1200 prisoners killed then you'll do as I say. Exactly how I say it."
TK POV:
I looked around trying to see who they were talking about , police officers and EMTs were all here , it's just the question of who they want out of us all.
I looked around trying to point out worried faces but everyone was relaxed so let's just see where this goes.
I scan the crowd one more time before spotting Carlos talking to Vanya in her ear. What are they talking so secretly about? That's weird and suspicious to me.
It may just be because you're used to being treated like shit. He's given you no reason to doubt him TK, he would never do you like that.
His voice broke through my thoughts stopping them. "You trust me?" He said and I closed my eyes looking back towards the scene.
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I study rainbows
Fanfic(Tarlos fanfic , remade storytelling) Tk strand has been through a lot. Within his 20+ years of living he has gone through heartbreak , rejection , an overdose, and now he is forced to leave his home in New York. He picks up his life ( which is a...