Fight For Me [A Tyga Fan Fiction Story] (BEING EDITED)

VI. Fishy Business

Kaelynn Robinson

Immediately I pressed the number 1 on my phone.

Michael: Kaelynn.

"Michael, baby?"

Michael: Where you at boo?

"I just got done with my interview. Are you in jail?"

Michael: Yeah.. I need you to come down here.

"Okay, okay... I'm on my way."

Michael: I'll talk to you when you get here alright?

"Okay. I love you."

Michael: I love you too.

I hung up my phone and put the car in drive, making my way down to the Compton County Jail.

When I went in, I had to go through a metal detector. I walked up to the window to talk to one of the police officers.

"How may I help you?" a policeman greeted me.

"I'm here to see Michael Stevenson."

" Alright," He picked up the phone and began talking to someone else. He got up and one of the doors opened. I had to go through another metal detector. I held my phone in my hand as I walked into a room and sat at a table.

A few minutes later, Michael came out, he was still in his regular clothes, but he had handcuffs over his hands. He sat down in front of me.

"How long you been here?" I asked.

"Since last night," he replied.

"And you just now calling me?"

H shook his head,"I couldn't."

"Okay, so, they letting you out or what?"

"I got a fine I need to pay off first."

"You got the money right?"

"Not on me. It's at home. I need you to get my shit from the front office and take the house key and go get my money from the top drawer. I need $2,700. Get 1 roll."

"Damn, what's the fine for?" I laughed.

"A bunch of traffic shit." He shrugged.

"Alright.."

"I love you baby."

"I love you too Michael, by the way... I got the job."

He smiled,"You happy you independent?"

"Very." I nodded.

"Well the sooner you get this money, the sooner I get out."

"You got yourself into this, not me." I chuckled causing him to laugh.

"Alright bae. Punish me when I get out of here." I watched as he licked his lips and gave me "that look".

"See you thinking nasty while you locked up."

"Maybe we can use these handcu-"

"I'm about to go get the money for you okay?" I cut him off.

"Alright, be safe baby."

"You be safe and don't drop that damn soap."

"I wouldn't dare." I could tell he was serious.

"Where's Caleb?"

"He back in there."

"He getting out or what? I mean what happened anyways?" I was confused as hell.