A policeman walks up to the cell, "How's that?"
Ashley lowers her voice; "You're feeding me dog food. Can I atleast get an edible biscuit?" The policeman rolls his eyes then walks away, "Hey! What am I in here for anyway?"
The policeman turns around, "Kidnapping."
Ashley lifts her hands in the air, "Are you kidding? Spencer is not a kid! Can a kid kidnap a kid? If you really wanted to arrest me for something then arrest me for trying to kick bitch lady's ass." Ashley says fired up.
"Well, you didn't have any I.D on you, especially your drivers' license which you need when you're driving, so how are we suppose to know that?" the policeman said behind his stupid aviators. Ashley thinks.
"Look at me. Do I even look eighteen to you?" Ashley says stepping back and spinning around.
The policeman looks her up and down, "That's not up to me."
Ashley rolls her eyes and decides not to say anything to the idiot cop; she sits on the empty cot. After a minute, she stands up and walks back to the bars, "Who told you I was kidnapping someone in the first place?"
The policeman places his feet on his desk, "Some lady."
"Some blonde bitch with horns shooting up from her head, right?" Ashley says not really expecting an answer. Ashley sits back down on the cot. God, Kyla better come soon. I called her like an hour ago and left a message on her cell. I knew Spencer couldn't come get me and I wasn't gonna call Aiden. Paula is so dead when I get out of here. She definitely gets the "Best Catholic, Worst Mother" award of the century… stupid broad. Ashley thinks to herself as she pouts.
About two hours later the policeman comes to the bars, "Visitor, Davies."
Ashley jumps off the cot then walks over to the bars to find Kyla waiting there, "What are you doing here?"
Ashley rubs her eyes from her little catnap; "I'm catching up on my beauty rest." Ashley says with oodles of sarcasm, "Can we please save the questions for when I'm out of here?"
Kyla shakes her head, "Uh, no. I would atleast like to know if you killed a poor, old lady before I bail you out."
Ashley rolls her eyes and cocks her head to the side, "What business could I possibly have with a old lady?"
Kyla thinks for a few seconds then answers, "She could been your mistress."
Ashley narrows her eyes at Kyla, "Now is not the time, Kyla."
Kyla smiles then sighs, "So why are you in here?"
Ashley folds her arms to her chest, "Paula called the cops on me and told them I kidnapped Spencer."
Kyla's eyebrows shoot up, "Um, how's that work out?"
"She saw me kiss Spencer and I guess she wanted to be the Catholic of the year so she took Spencer from school. They stopped at a gas station, I went to get her and we went back to the house but we only made it to the driveway before the idiots showed up."
The cop screams from behind Kyla, "Hey, I heard that!"
Ashley looks at the cop, "Good. Keep on listening, I have a few more words for you to hear." Ashley narrows her eyes.
Kyla snaps to get Ashley's attention back, "Hey, hey, hey. Over here. When did all this happen?"
Ashley direct her attention back at Kyla, "At, like, 10. So… a good nine hours ago. Way to be speedy, sis." Ashley gives a smile and thumbs up.
Kyla smiles then stops really fast, "Atleast I'm here."
Ashley nods her head slowly, "True."
Kyla sighs, "So you're in here for not having you're license. That's gonna be okay."
"Good." Ashley nods her head.
"And they can't get you for kidnapping when you're only a kid yourself."
"Yep, atleast I knew that. I told that stupid rent-a-cop." Ashley says. Ass wipe. Ashley thinks to herself about the stupid cop.
"But…" Kyla says lifting up her index finger.
"What?" Ashley says with a little bit of anger in her voice.
"We have to find someone of age to get you out… and that's not me…"
Ashley bangs her head against the bars lightly, "Please put a just kidding behind that." Kyla shakes her head, "We can't get my mom; no way."
Kyla gets a smirk on her face, "Maybe this'll work."
"What'll work?" Ashley asks stupidly.
"Maybe we can get Mr. Carlin to get you out. He likes you, right?"
Ashley thinks, "Yeah. He doesn't have a problem with me." Ashley snaps her finger and points at Kyla, "And he's like a social worker right? He can't turn me down!" Ashley says happily.
"Okay, well, listen. I'm gonna call Spencer and talk to her then you can call her with your one allowed phone call." Kyla says deviously.
"What's the point in me calling?"
"Well, I assumed you wanted to talk to her, but if you don't…"
"No! I wanna talk to her, but I'm thinking her mom already got to her cell phone."
"I'm gonna call Glen. Be right back." Kyla walks to the bathroom to call Glen on his cell. She goes in the handicapped bathroom stall and dials Glen's number.
Glen answers, "Yeah?"
"Glen?" Kyla says to make sure.
"Um, yeah. Who's this?"
"This is Kyla."
Glen smiles, "Well, hello there. How are you—"
"No, Glen. I'm not calling just to talk to you."
"Ow. Talk about pain." Glen says moving his hand to his heart.
"Glen, this is serious."
"What's up?" he says interested.
"Um, do you know if your mom took away Spencer's cell?" Kyla asks.
"Um," Kyla hears Glen open Spencer's door, "Did mom take away your cell?" Glen says talking away from the speaker. Glen waits for an answer, "Yeah, she took it away."
"Okay, Glen I need you to do me a favor."
"What do I get in return?" Glen says wiggling his eyebrows.
"My fist not in your face." Kyla says seriously.
"Jeez, you L.A women are psychos."
"I'm from Baltimore but that's not the point. I need you to make sure your mom doesn't catch Spencer talking on the phone. Please, this is super important." Kyla pleads to Glen.
"Hey, does this have anything to do with Ashley being in jail or something?" Glen asks. Spencer takes the phone away from him when she hears his question to the person on the phone.
"Hello?" Spencer says concerned.
"Hey, Spencer." Kyla says as soon as she hears Spencer's voice.
"Hi, are you with Ash?"
"Um, yeah. Tell Glen to look out for your mom."
Spencer tells Glen to do this favor for her; he does. "Okay, he's doing it. How's Ashley?"
"She's fine." Spencer sighs in relief, "But we need your dad to come bail her out."
"Why my dad?" Spencer asks.
"Well, we can't ask Ashley's mom. She'll flip then send Ashley to boot camp or something."
Spencer remembers, "Yeah, I remember."
"So do you think your dad will get her out? He's our only hope… unless we ask some random prostitute."
Spencer answers quickly, "Yeah. He thinks my mom definitely overreacted. He said that Ashley shouldn't be in jail; he's totally on my side."
Kyla nods her head even though Spencer can't see, "Good. Great. Fantastic! Well, talk to your dad about coming down here and I'll have the bail money ready. I just have to go back to the house and pick it up."
"Okay. I'll go tell him."
"Talk to you later." Kyla gets ready to close her phone.
"Hey, Kyla?"
"Yea?"
"Thanks for looking after Ashley."
"She's my sister."
Spencer smiles, "I know. And I also know how much grief she's given you since you got here."
Kyla smiles, "We got over it. Nothing's stronger than blood." Kyla thinks for a moment, "Maybe love."
Spencer smiles, "See ya."
"Um, Ashley's gonna call just to talk to you so I'll tell her to call you on Glen's cell, kay?"
"Thanks. Bye. See you in a few." Spencer hangs up and so does Kyla.
Kyla walks back to Ashley's cell and tells her that everything's in motion. Ashley tries to hug Kyla through the bars but that doesn't work so they just settle on a handshake for now. Kyla also tells Ashley to call Glen's cell while she's gone to get the money. Kyla leaves.
"Hey, yo, buddy!" Ashley yells to the cop. The cop looks her way; "Can I get a phone call?"
"Didn't you already have one?" the cop asks.
"Yeah, but it's been forever. And I'm a minor so don't I get some type of… something?" Ashley asks. The cop stares at her a while before walking over to her cell and opening. He directs her to the phones. She dials Glen's number.
----A/N---
Things seem pretty nice hmm??
Yep they sure are right? Lol poor Spashley, don't worry though, they'll have their moment soon enough, they have to be happy, that's hwat everyone wants. xoxo