Lose it All (Book 2 of For Beta or For worse)

Chapter 2: Jail

JACOB'S POV

"Okay can you please call our Mum?"
Asher pleaded holding on to the bars of the cell, the police officer continued reading through his pornographic magazine like he didn't just say something

"It wasn't us goddamit!"
Asher smashed his hand against the bar and it dented a little, I quickly hurried to his side
"Hey, Asher calm down, don't hurt yourself"
I meant to say not to hurt anyone really,
he was getting really upset and that usually doesn't look nice
"There's no use. We will be here all night, well at least until the party is over anyway"

Universe; 109,145 Jacob; 0

I have to say I am impressed. Out of all the things I thought could go wrong I never for a minute thought that we would get arrested, that is a new one.

You are probably curious as to what we are doing seating here in jail and not on the drive way in Coles party as planned?
Well...We were pulled over by some cops, listen to this, because we "look like a members of a gang that has been disturbing the neighborhood lately."
I also look like Gigi Hadid but you don't see anyone stopping me for autographs.

Okay, I don't look like Gigi

"Okay man, look at him does he look like a gang member to you? he's scrawny"
Asher continued nagging after i had just managed to make him a bit relaxed. He gestured to the corner of the cell where i was sat, jaw resting on my knees

"Hey! Who are you calling scrawny."
I protested

He was right though, I couldn't even hurt a fly

"This is messed up, I swear I want to...urrrgh"
He pulled his hands up to a fist, his veins were very prominent now, I quickly put my hands on his shoulder.
"Hey Hey, calm down. I get that you're pissed, the first time Is always like that"
I starred at the graffiti that was marked out with a sharp metal, probably a car key...or pocket knife.

"What do you mean first time? Exactly how many times have you been arrested"
He asked, his brows drew together as if he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not

"Well..."
I started but was interrupted by the jingling of the metal keys that opened up our cell

Asher rouse to his feet, I made sure to hold his arm, our officer brought in another guy, he's roughly built, he had a burn scar that ran through the sides of his arm and even extended to a portion of his face.
The cell instantly became cold and chills going down my spine.
He walked in with a crooked smug smirk that stretched across the good side of his face,

I already began to draw out all the possible ways that our situation could get worse with him here

"Did they mistake you for someone else too?"
Was the first thing that Asher said and I mentally face palmed myself. Rule number 609; don't talk to guys you meet in jail!!

"No, I am pretty sure they got the right guy"
He sat at a corner of the cell then began to highlight the carved graffiti on the wall with his...nails

"What are you in for then?"
Asher could not keep his mouth shut!
He's heightening the list of ways things could go wrong.
Scar face... I'm calling him scar face for reference sake, turned his head to the side to look at the both of us, I wanted to apologize for some reason but Asher stood firm no matter how much I tried to pull him back down.

"You're among the thugs that is supposedly disturbing the neighborhood of late aren't you?"

Okay!
I stood up then placed a hand on both of Asher's shoulders
"Okay, nice man...Sir, my brother is a bit out of it at the moment"
I tried to force a chuckle after each word.
I placed my hands behind his neck then pulled his frame lower until I was speaking directly to his ear
"What are you doing, do you want to get us killed?!"
I scolded
Only to turn back to see Scar face standing behind me.
Asher quickly pulled me behind himself when Scar face stepped closer until he was face to face with Asher.
He sniffed around for a bit, yes you read that right sniffed around like some kind of creepy dog then he pulled back , signature smirk still on his face