My friends and I have problems

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Jon's POV
I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and got dressed. I was wearing a maroon Adidas shirt with some Adidas track pants with my Vans and my winter coat. I did my hair and left my house. To say I was nervous was an understatement. This was our first fight as a couple, I couldn't just breakup with him and then both of us move on. I love this boy and I'm not ready to see this relationship fall so fast. I walked next door to Evan's and knocked on the door. Thinking him or his mother would answer, it was Marcel. I almost forgot that he moved in.
"H-Hey, is Evan here?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's upstairs" Marcel said going to the kitchen. I walked upstairs and saw Evan's door at the end of the hall. I walked and hesitated for a second, then knocked.
"Come in!" He yelled. I walked in and he was laying in his bed on his phone. He looked at me, then looked back at his phone.
"Oh, hey" he said.
"Look, Evan I'm sorry. It's just so weird seeing that you're so okay with me hanging out with other people when you're not there because I'm selfish and jealous and I want you all to my self. I trust you with other people, I promise, but I'm not promising that I won't get jealous seeing you with them" I said sitting at the end of his bed. He rubbed his face then ran his hands through his hair. "Jealousy and trust are to different things Jon" he said. I shivered at his use of my name. "You think I want you to hangout with him? What if he pulls of move or try's something or worse you do? But I let you, because I trust you" he said. "Fine, lemme prove to you that I trust you" I smiled. "And how will you do that?" He asked smiling too.
"Did Todd invite you to any Friday night parties?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"You're going to that"
"Okay?"
"And I'm not going with" I smirked.
"Wha-babe? It's no fun without you", I rolled my eyes and laid on top of him and wrapped my arms around him.
"Because I trust you to be around drunk girls and guys without my beautiful face in the crowd"
"I'll still think about your face though" he said squeezing my cheeks together and kissing me. I laughed then we cuddled and watched a movie.
Craig's POV
Today was the day. I Put on my winter coat and left my house with the horse in my backpack.
(Cocaine)
I grabbed my bike and rode down to the bus stop. I threw on my black beanie and hood from my coat and walked onto the bus. I handed the man driving a dollar.
"You have Cocaine?" He asked. My breath hitched.
"W-What?"
"I said its two dollars to ride", I nodded and handed him another dollar and sat in the back. I went on my phone and texted M-dog that I was in the bus. I then closed my eyes and took a nap.
???
"911 what's your emergency?"
"Hello, I'd like to report a boy with brownish blondish hair on the number seven bus"
"Okay, and why is that?"
"He has about 10 pounds of cocaine in his bag"
"Okay, I'm sending some officers down now. Thank you"
Craig's POV
I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was still on the bus. I sat up and stretched out. My bag was on the ground by my feet and pressed up against the seat in front of me. I looked at my phone and saw it was six fifty four pm. I left an hour ago. Suddenly there were sirens and the bus pulled over. Everyone, including me, all looked confused. Two male cops walked into the bus and asked the driver for his license. The other one looked at all the passengers. I ducked my head down and kicked my bag under my seat to the wall of the bus.
The one tapped the other one and they both walked up to me.
"Sir, stand up and put your hands behind your back" one said.
"Why? I didn't do anything" I protested.
"I said stand up and put your hands behind your back" he said. He then grabbed me and pushed me up against the window while the other looked under my seat and grabbed my bag. "Hey! Don't touch my shit!" I yelled as my face pressed up against the glass. He unzipped it and saw all the horse. He showed it to his partner and zipped it back up. I then elbowed the guy, once his grip loosened, in the stomach and pushed passed them and left the bag. I ran through the alley near by as they chased me and yelled at me and their speakers. I hopped over a fence into a back yard and ran through the front yard. I then saw two police cars at the end of the block so I ran the other way down the street as I heard them running. I then heard tires screeching and three cop cars pulled up in front of me. I turned around and saw the other two. All of them came out with guns and I looked around trying to find somewhere to run. I was caught.
"Put your fucking hands up!" The one yelled from the car speaker. I slowly put my hands up and a bunch of cops pointed their guns at me. I then got pinned against a cop car as they hand cuffed my wrists.