Ayooooo! I'm back with another one!

And trust me, I'm working on A Day To Remember. I just got stuck, but it's all coming together. Soon my friends, soon. Be patient!

Oh and I have another story comin' soon! It's a oneshot and it's...probably gonna be rated M :O! Probably! We'll see lol

As for now, enjoy this chap-

Oh, wait. Hehe.

Acknowledgements!

Thanks to the RODs Miss Ace Thank You, Cruella De 'Chelle, MissG2020 & jayjai107! Also to Rivi2012, keyks554 and those who favorited! Love love love ya'll!

Thanks for the love guys!

And trust me, there will be more Huey/Jaz moments soon. Not really too much of that in this chapter, though lol. Just, y'know...drama.

DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN IT!

Oh, and this is off topic, but have you all heard Jay-Z & Kanye's new album? FIIRREEE! I'm tellin' you, that shit is too raw! I don't even listen to them niggas anymore because y'know, i heard some stuff LOL, but I heard Otis last week, so I said, "Huh, this song pretty hot." I downloaded the album off Frostwire (for some reason it's a new thing where you could download rare songs and shit. I like it lol) and I immediately fell in love with ALMOST every song! I was so mad because I didn't feel like I should listen to them, but it was just too hot to ignore! lol. I've been bumpin' that shit for the past three days, me and my brother blastin' that in the car lol.

It's hot! But yeah, back to the story lol

CHAPTER 20: OH SO CLOSE

"Aye, whenever ya'll need anything else, don't hesitate to call a nigga."

"Yeah, because that worked out so perfectly before." Huey rolled his eyes. "But thanks anyways."

Ed stared at him for a while, causing his eyebrow to rise.

"Y'know…I never realized it befo', but you one depressing ass mu'fucka." He noted. Huey didn't reply, he just turned around to go to his vehicle parked in the driveway.

As of right now, the crew, Lamaar, Marcus and Briana were leaving Ed's. Rummy was in the house cleaning up the mess and getting ready to head home himself.

When Huey finally reached everyone in the driveway, he noticed them standing around awkwardly while Briana stood about six feet away from them. He wanted to laugh, but held it back. They'd never let her live this down.

"Okay, so who's going with who?" He asked, breaking the silence. They all looked at him. "I gotta take Briana to the police station."

"I'm ridin' with Stacia." Riley replied with annoyance in his tone. "You know how I feel, plus I'm tryna go home now."

"I'm going with you." Jazmine said.

"Stacia." Was all Cindy said. "I gotta get home too."

"You." Caesar added.

"I guess I'll go with Stacia." Marcus said as Lamaar nodded.

"Good. Let's go." He was in a hurry to get home. He needed to take a nice, hot shower and get some more rest, as did everyone else.

Just then, Stacia's phone rang. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Who could be calling her? When she looked to see who it was she frowned hard.

Dad.

"What the hell is he calling me for?"

"Who?" Riley asked, starting to get jealous at the mention of the word 'he'.

"My dad." She responded in annoyance, rolling her grey orbs.

Riley shrugged. "Just answer it." Stacia looked at him as if he was crazy.

"Uhh, no?" She let it ring and opened the door to her car. Riley looked over to Cindy who just shrugged and hopped in the backseat. Marcus and Lamaar were already in the back, so Lamaar was forced to sit in the middle. Ugh! He hated that!

Riley sighed as he sat on the passenger side. He couldn't help but think that maybe Stacia should've answered that call. If her dad called her, then it must've been something serious.

Meanwhile, in Huey's car, Jazmine sat on the passenger side while Caesar and Briana sat in the back. Caesar was behind Huey while Briana sat behind Jazmine. All, but Huey, stared out the window.

The car ride was silent. It was weird. The girl that caused everything was riding with them as if she was being dropped off at home. And she was so close. Even though Huey told them she changed, they were still skeptical.

It was so uncomfortably silent, and Jazmine couldn't take it anymore. She didn't want to spark up a conversation, so she turned up the radio and switched to her favorite station; 95.5 WFRK The Freak. Lil Wayne's 'How to Love' was on.

"Ooohh, that's my shit." Caesar suddenly announced aloud.

"Really?" Huey asked as he came to a stop light. "Damn."

"Hell yeah. Nigga, you don't like it?"

Huey shrugged. "It's okay, but all that singin' gets annoying."

Caesar shrugged too. "Well, I like it. And he's actually talkin' about something other than money, cars, clothes, or hoes."

"…But…he is talking about a ho." Huey corrected him.

Caesar stayed quiet for a minute. "…Yeah, but he's talkin' about how she could've done better with her life if she worked on her self-esteem issues. He's just tellin' her how she turned out to be."

Huey nodded. "You got me there." Even though he knew all of that.

"You like arguing, don't you Huey?" Jazmine inquired playfully, almost making Briana roll her eyes. She may be changing, but she still didn't like Jazmine. The girl busted her head with a gat. The hell?

Although she deserved it.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He said with a smirk as the light turned green. Jazmine just giggled as Caesar began singing the lyrics.

"For a second you were here. Why you over there? It's hard not to stare."

"The way you movin' your body like you never had a love." Jazmine joined in with Caesar. He smiled and went on with her.

"Had a love."

Then they started to get loud.

"Oh, you had a lot of dreams that transformed to visions. The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions, but it wasn't your fault. Wasn't in your intentions to be the one here, talkin' to me. Blahhhh, listenin' but,"

They didn't know all the lyrics, which caused Huey to laugh a bit. Briana smirked, but didn't want to overstep her boundaries, so she stayed quiet.

They got even louder!

"BUT I ADMIRE POPPIN' BOTTLES & DIPPIN', JUST AS MUCH AS YOU ADMIRE BARTENDIN' AND STRIPPIN', BABY!"

Jazmine was so into it, she was swaying left to right in the funniest way. Caesar was in the back moving his right arm in the air and bopping his head.

"SO DON'T BE MAD, NOBODY ELSE TRIPPIN'! I'VE SEEN A LOT OF CROOKS AND THEM CROOKS STILL CROOKS!"

As they continued to sing rather obnoxiously, Huey turned into the Aberdeen Police Department on N. Parkway Boulevard. He swung the car around to the front of the large building and put the car in park.

"Well, we're here." He said, turning around to the soon-to-be prisoner. "You sure you wanna go through with this?"

Briana nodded, the both of them ignoring the loud singing.

"You know you'd be in the system for a long time,"

She nodded again.

"…it could drive you insane again."

"Huey, I'm going." She finally found her voice, making the two stop singing. Huey shrugged and sighed.

"Alright, since your mind is made up, get out." He simply said and turned around in his seat, waiting to leave. She frowned a little at his forwardness, but opened the door nonetheless. She knew he wasn't trying to be rude. He did try to warn her.

She hopped out and prepared to close the door, but she had to get something off her chest.

"Jazmine…Caesar…I know you don't like me, why would you?" They looked at her with blank looks. "But…sorry." She ended timidly and closed the door shut before hearing what any of them had to say. She walked towards the building and sighed heavily. This was it. She had to call her mom and her cousin before she went through with this though. She knew they'd freak out, but she had to do it.

"Where is that girl? Always leavin' unexpectedly." Briana's mother ranted as she poured the macaroni shells in the boiling water on the stove. It's not that she didn't care enough to find out where her daughter was, but she just assumed she was alright, since nothing bad has happened to her so far.

Right when she was about to pull the plastic off of the pork chops, the home phone rang.

She groaned. "Who is it now?" She washed her hands hurriedly and semi-dried them with the hand towel. She walked over to the phone and pressed the 'talk' button.

"Hello?"

"Ma."

"Briana? Girl where have you been? You know, I might want to spend some time with my own daughter from time to time."

That didn't make the girl feel any better. It actually made her feel worse.

"Ma…I'm sorry, we can hang out later…much later," She muttered the last part, catching her mom off guard.

"Later? What is that supposed to mean?" She inquisitively questioned. She didn't like the sound of that.

Briana sighed, almost crying. This was harder than she thought.

"Ma…Ma, I'm…going to be gone a while." She rephrased it. She heard her mom gasp.

"Sweetie, are you running away? No, please don't! Look, I'm sorry if I'm too busy sometimes, but I still love you and I actually wanted to hang out with you today! Just don't leave me! You're all I have left!" Her mother's voice cracked, so she knew she was crying. Damnit! This would've went so much better if she hadn't decided to let her family know where she was.

"Ma, I'm not mad at you at all. It's not you, it's me. I'm…trying to find myself. Trust me, I'll be fine. I have plenty of people to back me up. Remember, I love you. I'm not running away because of you. I'll go to school in…wherever I'm going and I'll get my diploma. I'll show it to you later…much later, but I've got to go."

She couldn't do it. She couldn't tell her mother the truth. If she told her mother she was going to be imprisoned, she might never speak to her again and that'd be the worst feeling in the world. She didn't even want to tell her cousin, because she knew he'd crack and tell her mom, so as far as they knew, she was somewhere out there in the world trying to do right on her own.

"But Briana, this is your senior year!"

"…I know, Ma. I know, but I gotta do this."

Her mother couldn't speak for awhile. She was starting to forget about the food. All she wanted was her daughter back home, but she just thought that her daughter was going to be fine. She grew up into a fine young lady.

Or so she thought.

"…Honey…just promise me you'll be alright."

Briana felt a few tears running down her cheeks. This was hard as hell.

"I promise. I love you."

"I love you too."

Without another second to waste, they both hung up at the same time.

Briana's mother nearly collapsed on the floor, but caught herself, resting her arms on the countertop. This was so unexpected.

Briana let out a heavy, shaky sigh and wiped the tears from her eyes. She neared closer and closer and finally pulled back the door.

She had no time to turn back now.

She walked over to the desk and was greeted with a heavy set white guy with a deep frown.

"Yeah, what is it?"

Briana rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm here to turn in a Briana Taylor." She announced. The fat white guy stuffed a glazed donut in his mouth, and quickly gulped it down, shocking Briana. This dude just ate it in a matter of seconds!

"Alright, where is she?" He asked, reaching for his diet Coke.

Really? A diet Coke?

Briana sighed before answering. "You're talking to her."

"Stacia, just answer the damn phone! He called twice already!"

"Riley, stay out of this!" She almost whined as she turned a corner.

"Out of what?" Riley got louder. This was stupid, neglecting her parents' call. Shit, at least she had parents. "Your dad is calling…your DAD is calling! That almost never happens! Don't you think you need to see what the hell he wants? It could be an emergency!"

Marcus and Lamaar were dropped off first and now they were on their way to drop off Cindy, who was awkwardly sitting in the back as the couple continued to argue.

"Riley! I don't wanna talk to him! We barely even speak at home!"

"Well work on that!" He shut her up as he got even louder. He sighed hard. "I mean, damn, the least you could do is answer the damn phone! At least you actually got parents! Hell, I haven't had one since before pre-k, and here you are ignoring the very people in your life you're so privileged to have!"

That really shut her up.

Riley scoffed and shook his head as the phone stopped ringing. He was still upset with his girlfriend's stubbornness, but his voice wasn't as loud or harsh.

"I would give anything in the world to have my parents back in my life. I don't even remember how they sound or what they look like in person. I can't even recall not having my Granddad living with us. I can't recall Huey being as happy as I've seen him in our childhood pictures before my parents died."

Nothing.

Riley sighed again. "Look, just call him back. It's most likely important."

Stacia didn't say a thing and for a while, she was unresponsive, but reluctantly she reached for her phone as she came to a stop sign. She was about to punch in the numbers but the phone rang again. She sighed and pressed the green button.

"Hello?" She plainly answered.

"Stacia! Why don't you answer your phone?" Her father shouted on the other side. Stacia's jaw dropped in disbelief.

"Are you really fussing with me right now? You have no ri-"

"Stacia! Who do you think you talkin' to? Just because you're growing up don't mean you're grown! You better watch your mouth!"

Stacia rolled her eyes.

"Dad, why are you calling me?" Her voice slightly raised in irritation. If he called her to argue, then she was going to just hang up on him.

"Your mother's in the hospital." He growled. Not at her, but he was just angry with the entire situation.

That much made her heart drop. She heard someone beep their horn behind her, but she ignored it.

"F-for what?" She asked in a soft voice.

He sighed before answering. "She was attacked and she wouldn't tell me who did it."

"Oh God!" Stacia's froze. Riley and Cindy noticed as she stopped talking, and driving.

"Baby, what is it?" Riley asked, but she didn't respond.

"Stacia, what's up girl?" Cindy finally spoke up with concern in her voice.

She still didn't say anything. Riley studied her facial expression and continued to stare at her. It wasn't until the tears fell that he began to panic.

"Okay, I'll just take that from you." He referred to the phone and easily took it out of her hands. The car behind them hurriedly drove around them, almost colliding with another car in the intersection. Dumbass.

"Hey Mr. Jackson, what's up?"

"…Who is this?"

Riley's eyebrow arose. "Riley."

Mr. Jackson frowned. It's not like he didn't like the boy, but he felt as if he was a part of the reason his daughter was so distant. Shoot, he probably convinced her to ignore his calls.

"Oh, hey boy."

"What's wrong? Stacia's cryin' right now and I'm kinda worried." Riley admitted.

Anton sighed again. "Mrs. Jackson's in the hospital. She was attacked."

Riley's eyebrows upturned in sympathy. "Oh dang. I'm sorry about that, sir."

Anton shook his head and smirked a bit. "Aint no need to apologize boy. It ain't your fault…is it?"

Riley shook his head as if the man could see him. "No sir. I would never attack a woman. That's a bi-uhh, a punk move." Cindy shook her head in the back and smirked at Riley's 'almost' slipup. She didn't know what was going on, but she had a feeling she was about to find out.

"That's good to hear. Could you please tell my daughter to come by?"

"No problem, sir. Where to?"

"Woodcrest General Hospital."

"Oh I know where that is. Cindy was just admitted there a few days ago."

Mr. Jackson grew silent for a second and Riley mentally slapped his forehead as he remembered that Stacia's parents didn't know that.

"…Alright son. Tell her to call me when she gets here and I'll tell her where I am."

"Aiight."

"And Riley…be good to my baby girl."

"I love her too much to hurt her, sir."

Mr. Jackson smiled at that. "Good to hear son."

And with that, he hung up along with Riley.

"Damn." Riley uttered before turning to Stacia and wiping away her tears. "Baby, you think you can drive to Woodcrest General?"

"Woodcrest General? What happened?" Cindy nearly shouted. Riley shushed her.

"Her mom's in the hospital. Someone attacked her."

"Damn." Cindy said. "Sorry girl."

Stacia didn't say anything and remained unmoved. Riley shook his head and put the car in park. Stacia was in no condition to drive.

"Baby, I'll drive up there, okay?" She was still speechless as more tears flowed down her cheeks.

Riley wasted no time opening his passenger door and walking over to her side. He opened her door and carefully pulled her out. She immediately collapsed in his arms and cried.

"Riley, I'm sorry. I should've listened to you! I don't wanna ignore my parents anymore!"

Riley shushed her and stroked her hair lovingly as they embraced. Cindy was patiently waiting and watching in the backseat.

"Baby, it's okay. Right now we need to get to the hospital. I'll take us up there okay?"

Stacia lifted her head out of his shoulder and looked at him.

"B-but, you don't have a license."

"I got a permit."

"…you could get cau-"

"Baby, don't worry about it. It's an emergency. If we are stopped for whatever reason, I'll just tell them that."

Stacia looked at him for a second before laying a sweet kiss on his lips.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, babe."

"I love ya'll too, but if ya'll wanna see her and avoid gettin' hit, we gotta go." Cindy announced, officially ruining the moment. Oh well, she was right by the way.

Riley hopped in the car as Stacia ran over to her side and got in. Luckily for them, no cars were behind them. Riley turned around to face Cindy.

"Aye, you tryna go home?"

Cindy nodded. "Yeah, I'll stop by later with Jaz and Huey. I gotta shower though."

Riley nodded and turned around in his seat. He put the car in drive and sped away.

"Aiight man, I'll see you tomorrow." Caesar told his best friend, giving him dap. Since Huey and Jazmine were in the front and not even thinking about getting out, he sweetly shook Jazmine's hand and said his goodbye to her.

As soon as Huey was sure he could get into his house, he drove off. Jazmine sighed and leant her head back on the headrest.

"Long day." She said as she closed her eyes.

"Yeah. I just hope I actually get some sleep with that big ass hole in my room."

Jazmine giggled a little. "Y'know, I almost forgot about that."

Huey glanced at her with a small smile as he noticed her starting to drift off.

"Tired?" He asked knowingly. Jazmine responded with a yawn.

"Mm hmm."

She sounded tired, too. He wanted to talk to her, but since she was about to fall asleep on him, it could wait.

"Okay, well go to sleep. We'll be home soon." He instructed as he turned the music almost all the way down.

Jazmine opened her droopy emerald orbs and smiled at her boyfriend. Unexpectedly, she reached over and kissed his cheek. He was so caught off guard by it that he started speeding up a little.

"You're so sweet." She complimented him in a sleepy, raspy tone, not realizing what she did to him.

She reached down to adjust the button on the side of her seat and reclined. In a matter of minutes, she was out like a light. Huey glanced at her once more, taking in her beauty; the way her long lashes rested on her cheeks, the shape of her perfect lips, the way her red curly locks fell over on her shoulders. He realized he couldn't do it for long though. He had to focus on the road ahead.

About thirty minutes later, he turned onto Timid Deer Lane. Words couldn't explain how much of a relief it was to finally be home. Just thinking about all the crazy shit that went down was giving him a massive migraine.

As he finally arrived to his destination, he drove up and parked right behind Dorothy. He looked over to Jazmine and gently caressed her shoulder, waking her up.

"We're home."

Jazmine's eyelids fluttered open as she let out another yawn.

"Finally." She lazily added as she lifted the seat up.

Huey turned the car off and took the key out. He looked Jazmine's way again and noticed her staring at him. He smirked as he caught her blushing.

"You…wanna get out?"

She smiled shyly as she opened the passenger side door. Huey shrugged and did the same thing.

"I guess I'll be going home now."

"Yep."

They just stood there awkwardly, waiting for the other one to say something, or do something. Huey looked towards the garage as Jazmine looked towards her house.

"Want me to walk you?" He offered, breaking the silence. Jazmine looked his way and smiled before running up to him and kissing him on the lips.

More than once might I add.

When she pulled away, Huey looked at her with a mild-shocked expression. This woman was full of surprises.

"W-what was that for?" He stammered. Jazmine just giggled.

"For being the best boyfriend in the world." She answered lovingly. Huey felt his insides melt at her…sweetness.

"Yeah…well I'll take you home anyways." He said, totally affected by her kisses. Jazmine giggled again as she was aware of it.

He'll tell her what's on his mind later.

The elevators slid open, allowing Mr. Jin Taylor out. He was looking pretty sharp. He had an all black dress suit on with a white dress shirt underneath it and a black tie.

All that black just matched his personality didn't it?

As he briskly walked past the front desk, he was stopped by the nosy woman behind it.

"Ahem," She got his attention. He turned around with an annoyed expression.

"What is it, Crystal?"

She wasn't in the least bit intimidated by his cold, harsh tone. She actually matched it pretty well.

"Don't 'What is it, Crystal,' me, Mr. Taylor!" She scolded, standing up out of her seat. He jerked his head back at her unprofessionalism. She was in a workplace by the way.

"Crystal, need I remind you that you're working? Meaning, you should talk to your customers with respect? Meaning, if you don't fix that, one customer in particular could get you fired?"

The way he emphasized every last word of each sentence really started to piss her off. This asshole had the nerve? Oh, but she had something for that ass.

"Are you threatening me?" She asked disbelievingly. He just shrugged without a care and a smug smirk.

"Hey, call it what you want." He responded, making her scowl deeply at him. "And you shouldn't do that to your face. You're far too pretty for th-"

"What happened with Mrs. Jackson?" She inquired, cutting him off. She folded her arms and stared at him, awaiting a reply. As he stood still, unmoved, speechless, she knew she had him and a tiny smirk plastered on her face.

"Yeah, I saw her come down here about an hour ago." She continued, sitting back down and still looking straight at him. "She was limping, which wasn't a surprise." She rolled her eyes. "But what really got me was how horrible her face looked…how she kept gripping her side, and how torn up her clothes were." That last sentence was so strongly emphasized that Taylor started feeling weird. He didn't have to stand around for this!

"Yeah, well I have no idea. I haven't seen her since over an hour ago, so yeah…"

"Aha! A damn lie! She wasn't even up there that long before she came back down here!" She jolted out of her seat again and pointed an accused finger at him.

"Aye now! I don't know what happened! Maybe she was jumped in the hallway or something! They probably beat her up when she left me and stabbed her in the side! That's probably how the gash got there!" His hands were up, defensively, but that's when he realized his mistake.

His big, big mistake.

Crystal's eyes widened in shock and anger. How could this trifling nigga do that to a female. A female though?

"I never said there was a gash on her side. I said she was holding her side." She responded darkly. Damn, who the hell did he think he was? She may not have been too fond of the woman, but she always hated for a woman to be treated like that! Especially if she had a strong, protective man at home waiting for her.

He was going to try another excuse, she could see it in his eyes, but all of a sudden…they darkened. And though she didn't like to admit it…it was kind of scary.

Kind of.

"Okay. Alright, you got me." His hands were still up as he walked closer and closer to the service desk. Just in case he didn't try anything, Crystal felt underneath the desk for her protective handgun. She didn't even know what kind it was…she didn't know how to use it, but she knew she couldn't miss. He was close as hell.

"I did it. But she was the one going crazy."

Her scowl got deeper, if that was even possible.

"No excuse."

Jin sighed hard. "C'mon Crystal. You gotta believe me."

"Nigga, I don't trust you. How the hell am I supposed to believe a woman beater?" She yelled, gripping the gat tighter. Any sudden movements and his fucking head was getting blown off.

Just for back up, she pressed a red button at the side of her desk with her free hand.

Jin's demeanor suddenly changed from eerily calm to furiously pissed.

"Alright bitch! I tried being nice, but I guess that just isn't your forte' is it?" He shouted maniacally. Crystal gritted her teeth and prepared to light this nigga up.

He reached in his back pocket to get something out, but Crystal wasn't having it. She quickly lifted the weapon up and pointed it right at his throat, facing it upwards. Both hands were gripped tightly around it. She couldn't let a man like this walk out and live their lives knowing they gave woman beat downs. It was either death or prison for him.

"I swear to God, if you don't control that fuckin' anger problem of yours you will get dealt with." She threatened…no, promised. Her eyes were so full of hate. She despised men like this. She knew how it felt to be a battered woman. She's had men batter her almost all of her life. She even resulted into becoming a prostitute on the streets and a stripper around her mid-twenties. She even had a nickname, like every other stripper did.

Cristal. Yep, named after liquor.

She remembered one gentleman, one very mature gentleman, who treated her like a Queen. He made her feel special. He made her feel pretty and worth something. But he was too damn oblivious, and she was too deceiving. She didn't like what she did to him, or how she did it, but she's been living that way since as long as she could remember.

You see, he was a man of wealth, in her eyes by the way. He actually lived on a fixed income, but he had money, and she liked that. He was so in love with her that she took advantage of him. She persuaded him into taking her on multiple shopping sprees, and she ate like a freaking black hole. His grandsons didn't like her much because of those reasons, because of her laziness and because of the fact that she was who she was.

A lazy hoe.

And it didn't take until her pimp…excuse me, ex-pimp, found her and took her back that he found out she was a prostitute.

Since then, she wanted to change, but it was hard. It wasn't until her pimp was killed in a drive by that she changed completely. She went to college and got her shit together. She changed her lifestyle, her train of thought, and even her hair color. Instead of that Mariah Carey shit, she dyed her hair jet black and cut it into a bob. It actually fit her.

Now back to the situation at hand.

Jin sucked his teeth, thinking she was bluffing. "You better put that shit away and stop playing."

Once he heard a click, he shut up. Okay, so maybe she wasn't bluffing.

"Nigga, do I look like I'm playin'?" She asked in a deathly tone. Shit! She was serious!

They stayed like that for a while until there was a voice heard through a megaphone outside.

"Ma'am, could you please put down the weapon?" He half-demanded/ half-pleaded. Crystal sighed heavily and pointed the gun in the air, letting the bullet fly out.

"Damnit!" Jin yelled, dropping to the ground. This woman was crazy.

She didn't mean to shoot it, but she had to shoot somewhere. She already pulled the trigger.

Soon, the police rushed in with their weapons pointed at her.

"Ma'am, please drop the weapon! Now!" One of them yelled. Panicking, she dropped it.

On the wrong side.

Jin heard a loud clunk around him and looked up to see Crystal's gun there. He smiled evilly and slyly tucked it in his jacket.

"Trust me officers, it's not me! It's him!" She pointed to Jin as the cops eyed her skeptically. "For real! He beat up on a woman earlier! That's why I called you! And he threatened me!"

The cops looked at her, looked down at Jin on the floor, and looked back up at her.

"Right."

She tried to explain it to them, but they didn't believe her. One of them walked behind her and slapped handcuffs around her wrists. She gasped as she felt them.

"What? No! I told you it's him!" She yelled.

"Yeah, yeah lady. Save it!" The officer behind her yelled back and carried her out.

"No! Stop it! I'm not the one you want!" She kept yelling it over and over again, but to no avail. She was soon thrown into the back of the police car. The car started to drive away. She turned around to look out the back window and found Jin waving and smiling at her.

Oh, that bastard!

"Oh so close…but not close enough." Jin muttered to himself before snickering and heading to his car.

Sigh, sigh, siiigghh! Wtf, yo! He got away?

Review please. I'm just *sighs hard* I'm just through.