"Sometimes, Bad Can Be Good."
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Evelyn Hills is what you can call a rebel with a cause. She's more trouble than you can imagine, but everything she does is for her family.
Blayne Wilder has had a goo...
•Half past midnight, blue and red lights come take you away•
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Evelyn's Pov
The sirens wail behind me as I run through the familiar alleyway. I hold the backpack tightly against my back as I run.
The cans bounce against my back with each step. What can I say, I needed a stress reliever. I also grabbed some food for the kids, so we're good there.
"She's going over the fence again!"
Yes I am, Gerald.
"Send Isaac over there!"
Wait, what?
"Go, fast!"
I leap over the fence and land easily on the ground. I run, but someone grabs the handle on my bag and I am pulled backwards.
I sigh as Gerald spins me to face him and Isaac takes my backpack off my shoulders.
"Busted baby."
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"Come on, Gerald! What happened to letting me call mom?" I snap.
"What happened to shutting your mouth?"
I sigh as I sit down on the cold floor. I lean against the wall behind me and close my eyes. A sudden door slamming makes me jump and I look towards the source of the sound.
"Evelyn?"
"Blayne?"
"Dad, what's she doing here?"
Isaac turns to him and raises a brow.
"Dad? Isaac is related to you?" I ask quickly.
"Yes."
"Wow...I'm sorry, Isaac." I smirk.
"Well, I was gonna help you but...whatever." Blayne shrugs.
He turns to walk away, but I don't let him get far.
"No! Wait! Blayne, please!"
"Dad?"
"Why should I let her out, Blayne?"
"Because we're friends."
"Blayne, she stole alcohol. That's two offenses. Should we go through her whole record? Because that may take a few months." Isaac explains sarcastically.
"But, I've done both of those things. And, am I still in here? No."
"Ugh."
He pulls out a set of keys and unlocks the door.
"Don't let me catch you again." Isaac warns.
"Thanks."
Blayne grabs my arm, leading me outside and to his truck.
"Thank you, so much." I breathe when we finally get in the truck.
"No problem. It's the least I could do for my new roommate."
