Chapter 127

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Chasity's POV-

Yea I got put in another cell.

So apparently because I have a lot of arrest records I'm dangerous.

Like I'm sorry you haven't been arrested 300 times. Literally, 299 of those times were on purpose.

The other time I broke a policeman's back.

NOT LIKE THAT!

Wait I'm probably the only one who thought like that.

Stupid Stefan leeching his dirty thoughts onto me.

I was just chilling singing boomerang by Jojo Siwa.

"Imma come back like a boomerang." I sang when I saw the REAL Stefan come up to me.

"CHASITY YOU'RE HERE TO SAVE ME!" I yelled.

He held my hands and looked for scars.

"Are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?" He asked.

"Bro I do the hurting. Do you think that low of me?" I asked and he shook his head laughing.

"Of course you do." He replied.

"Anyways I met Emily. She's pretty." I told him and he looked regular. No signs of cheating on me.

"Who?" He asked.

Bitch what?

"That girl," I said pointing to the girl who was flirting with Missy's manz.

"Ohh wait who? Wait the girl or the guy cuz I only kissed one guy in my life and he's dead."

"EW YOU KISSED A DEAD GUY?!" I yelled getting stares at me.

"No, I kissed a guy who was on life support." He replied.

Oh, that makes sense. Wait what?

"THE GIRL!" I said.

"Oh her, yea I made out with her once. Nothing special." He told me nonchalantly.

"I don't know fam she said you guys fucked." I replied.

"Ew no. She was covered in blood, I would never." He said.

"BLOOD?!" I asked.

"Oh yea it was right after I shot her brother." He replied.

Uh-

"Anyways I got you released. And you're an idiot for taking my blame." Stefan said kissing my forehead.

"And you're an idiot for getting caught," I whispered.

"Stefan Romero you were falsely accused of murder." The police said.

"I know but just so we know that you know that we know who the real bitch was. Who was it?" I asked.

"Oh umm, some dude named Carter James." He said and my mouth fell.

My ex-drug dealer boyfriend?!

"Oh ok. Thanks." I replied and we dipped.

"Really Stefan? You put my ex in prison? I thought you weren't the jealous type." I said.

"He sent you a dick pic so it was either he dies or he goes to prison. I suppose that deep down I am the jealous type." He replied and my eyes light up.

"So what I'm getting is that we can have authentic angry sex?" I asked.

Yes, I only think of three things.

SHUT UP!

(A/N- I had a huge fight with my brother that followed by an anxiety attack. How fun (sarcasm))

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