What is Love?

Juvie

KRYSTI

It had been about an hour or two since we had taken off in MJ's private jet. All the babies were sleeping soundly in thier carriers. You have no idea how happy I am that Lucas had finally fallen asleep.

Ever since that day I got dragged into all this shit, Jack had been making me take care of his son. I'm not really complaining because I love kids. But I just thought that maybe he wanted me to be more than just a replacement mother for his son.

"I'm going to go check on Jaden and see if we're close to our destination. I just want to find Diana and end this stupid feud between her and my brother." Van gets up and slowly walks up to the front of the plane.

Thinking of Diana brings me back to the good old days in our cell block in Juvie. I've got to say I miss that compulsive blood thirsty badass bitch I bunked up with.

FLASHBACK

I was in my cell at Juvie drawing on the wall with a pen I had stollen from a gaurd when my cell door opened. I quickly hid the pen and turned around to see a few gaurds throwing in another girl that looked about to be the same age as me.

"I'll fucking kill you for what you just did!" A small smile comes to my lips. "What are you smiling at shorty?" She says to me with a snear.

"Nothing." I say then going back to my drawing. I've never been one for direct conversations unless it was over my computer tech skills.

"So I get the top or bottom bunk?" I hear her ask.

"Top." I mumble.

"You don't talk much do you?"

"No." I say, shaking my head.

"What are you in for?" I put down my pen because by now I've realized she isn't going to stop talking.

"Hacking and selling stuff off the black market.....you?" I glance up to her looking over at me from the bunk bed. She had beautiful shoulder length red hair and forest green or hazel eyes.

"I killed a gang." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Did she just say a gang? As in not just a gang member but several?

"How did you survive that?" I ask now genuinely curious about her.

"That my new friend is a secret and if I tell you, I'd have to kill you." She responds in a dark tone.

"W-what?!" I gasp. This chick is nuts! I like it.

"I'm just joking! I was born in the German and Irish mafia. Sooo what's your name? Or should I just keep calling you my new friend?"

"My name is Krysti. Why are you so talkative? You realize if you act like this infront of some people they might hurt you?" I tell her trying to get a reaction out of her besides anger or creepy cheerfulness.

"My name's Diana. I don't know anyone and if we're going to be stuck in this room together most of the time, then why not talk? Also picture me as your bodyguard. I'll protect you from all the bullies in this joint." She says jumping doen from the top bunk and sitting next to me on the floor. I blink a couple times in shock.