Song: Devil Eyes by Hippie Sabotage 

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The four of us were crammed into the back of a police car, with our wrists cuffed. I didn't understand why we had to be all crammed in the backseat when there were other police cars available. I'll admit, I was scared and nervous. However, I also felt a rush of excitement because I've never been in the back of a police car.

"Damn, this really be legit LOL." Brittany pointed out, eyeing the dark grey metal bars covering the passenger seat windows.

Ethan rolled his eyes. "I'm worried about what they can find in Ted's place."

"Guys, be careful with what you say. They could be recording us right now." I shushed them.

Danny was squirming in his seat and Brittany shoved him to stop. "My ass cheeks are itchy!" he complained.

"Just hold it in, bro." Ethan retorted. "We'll be at the station before you know it."

Danny glared at Ethan, "It's not like I need to pee, jackass." he rolled his eyes before twisting to his side, facing Brittany. "Wanna help me out and give my cheeks a scratch?" he smirked.

Brittany lifted her cuffed wrists and smacked Danny's head. "In your dreams, perv!"

Danny's mouth opened to say more profanities but the door to the driver's and passenger's seat opened. Two policemen hopped in and the same guy who put cuffs on my wrists turned to look at each one of us.

"The drive to the station is about 10 minutes, so I expect 10 minutes of silence. That means I better not hear any talking. Got it?!" he ordered.

"Fucking pigs," Ethan muttered under his breath.

We finally reached the police station and I was yanked by the aggressive cop from my seat. The policeman with the buzzcut shoved me and Brittany inside the cell harshly, his nails digging into my upper arm before he released me.

"Ow! I got it, I'm going in, you don't have to shove me in!" I said indignantly. I spared my upper arm a glance. Oh, that's definitely going to leave an ugly purple bruise.

Meanwhile, Danny and Ethan were shoved into a different cell across from ours. Our handcuffs were removed and I noticed Danny wasting no time to reach down the back of his pants to relieve his itch.

Ethan saw what Danny was doing and he took multiple steps back until his back touched the corner of his cell "Ew, don't go anywhere near me, man!" my cousin demanded. "Disgusting!"

Ethan walked closer to the front of his cell, "Hey! Can I make a phone call?" he yelled. The policeman ignored him.

"All of you will be held here for interrogation until further notice. Each of you can make a call after the first round of interrogation is over," he said.

"B-but we didn't do anything wrong!" I stammered. My heart was beating fast against my chest. It was a similar feeling whenever I saw Aurelio. I guess like Aurelio, the police are one of many people that scare and intimidate me.

"The sooner you cooperate, the sooner you kids can get out of here," he replied.

Brittany came to my side. "Nah officer, we plead the 5th!" she exclaimed.

The police officer looked at her disappointedly. "Do you even know what that means, young lady?"

Brittany gave me a look that told me she doesn't. "Where did you even hear about pleading the 5th?" I asked her.

She shrugged, before tucking her hair behind her ear. "I heard it from Tik Tok," she answered simply. The cop with the buzzcut walked past our cell muttering insulting things about us. I was about to wrap my hands around the bars of my cell until I realized the surface was filled with chewed-up gum and God knows what else. An unknown stench was emanating from within our cell too.

Our cell was basically empty of essentials except for a sink and a toilet with a barrier for our privacy. Brittany was not having it. She was pacing and wiping off imaginary slime from her body. "I can't wait until we get out of this hellhole. I swear I'm suing this station with my parents!" she screeched.

But I didn't care about the dirty cell that much anymore. I was cold and the air conditioning in the station made it feel like I was in New York in 20-degree weather wearing shorts and a crop top. I started pacing with Brittany. We had already been at the station for two hours and we were running out of time. The cops that took us in continued to walk past us as if we were never there. Ethan tried to ask them to allow him to make a phone call but they still refused. Not until after the interrogation, they said. Every minute we spend in jail takes up the time we were supposed to have to continue playing Aurelio's sick game.

"Ethan, we need to get out of here!" I whispered frantically, putting my face on my hands. "Danny's doesn't have a lot of time left!" I finished. My cousin shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. Our hands were tied and who knows what the Demon King of the Nether Realm has already planned for this round.

I lifted my head up when I heard footsteps and the blessed jangling of keys heading towards our way. The cop that grabbed my arm looked flustered and annoyed. He was muttering something under his breath and with one final click, the door to me and Brittany's cell was wrenched open.

The policeman tilted his head towards the double doors, "You're free to leave." he said. My friends and I looked at each other in surprise but we asked no questions and didn't waste any time. Once they handed us our phones back, we ran to the exit, desperate to escape from the police station. Once outside the building, we ran as fast we could away from the station just in case the cops changed their mind about letting us go.

We eventually stopped to catch our breath. We were probably miles away from Ted's house. It was around 6 pm and it would be impossible to get through the city and return to Ted's house because of LA traffic. As if already aware of me and my friends' current dilemma, a white Porsche pulled up to the side of the road and rolled its tinted windows down. The driver hopped out of their car and approached us.

My heart jumped to my throat, surprised at who it was. Nothing else seemed to have changed about him. He still had his unruly blonde curls and warm hazel eyes that showed nothing but compassion. His strong facial features and muscular build were more defined and distinguished than the last time I saw him. Yet, he remained to appear the Angelo that listened to my burdens, my shoulder to cry on, and the man I first loved.

"Why are you here, Angelo?"

OHHH SNAP WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK OF ANGELO COMING BACK?!?!?!  WHY DO YOU THINK HE'S BACK >.> Thank you for reading! <3 I made a new banner too <333