The Pig and The Mule (BWWM) (18+)

Chapter I

Leilani's POV
This may sound crazy but the sun feels so different on my skin now. The way the rays are bouncing on my face feel different from when I would sit out in the courtyard. Today marks the day that I am a free woman again and the first thing I'm going to do is re-establish my name.

*BEEP BEEP*

"GET IN LOSER, WE'RE GOING TO COMMIT CRIMES." My face broke out into a wide grin.

"Girl shut the fuck up! Do you want them to haul my ass back into the compound?" I said with an attempt to scold, but the ecstatic expression on my face sold me out.

"You know I wouldn't let that happen, I'd run the guards over then we'd drive off together like a Beygaga music video." I snorted at my friends craziness.

Mason Hendrix. My best and only friend. Involved in the same line of 'business' as me and she's just as criminal- if not more. I'd say that I'm better at what we do than her, pretty much the best in the game. But considering I'm the one that ended up behind bars for 3 years instead of her she might just have a leg up on me.

"So, what do you wanna do on your first day out? Are you hungry for some junk food or do you wanna go and sleep in an actual comfy bed?" She asked, pulling out of the prison driveway.

"Stop being coy, Mase. Obviously I wanna go to the hook-up. This job is massive, if we get it we'll be sitting pretty again. I'm not an idiot. I know a lot of people probably won't want to work with us because I got arrested but this can turn it around." I said, quickly turning serious.

"Actually you are an idiot because first of all it's you alone that people don't want to work with. Girl, I'm eating good already. You know I like to stay somewhat lowkey. I only take big jobs like this if the pay is good or if you ask me and since you asked I'm doing it but so help me if you get us both arrested this time around." I rolled my eyes as Mason prattled on.

"We're good. We won't get arrested. I only ended up getting arrested on a technicality!" I protested with a pout.

"Uh-uh. You got arrested because you were fiending for the peen." My eyes widened and I whacked Mason's arm.

"I'm driving you lunatic." She cackled.

"That's not funny. That jerk is the reason I spent three years in that shit hole. I even had my 21st birthday in there." I sighed, bringing my legs up to my chest and leaning my head against the window.

"It wasn't that bad, Lee. I visited you on your 21st and your 22nd and your 23rd. They even let me bring you a slice of cake!" Mason pointed out.

"Yes, you did visit me and bring me cake. Oh wait! I also wasn't allowed to eat any so I had to sit and watch you stuff your fat face in front of me on my birthday, then to top it off I got mistaken for another bitch that supposedly matched my description down to the shape of our eyebrows and got the brakes beaten off me...on my birthday. So yup, you're right it wasn't that bad." I said sarcastically.

"Woow. That took an unexpectedly dark turn and now we have to sit in the awkwardness." Mason mused, tapping on the steering wheel.

"Just drive us to the location!" I said in exasperation. Only seeing Mason twice a week for 1 hour slots on opposite sides of a glass screen almost made me forget how annoying she can be.

"I hate to break it to you but the meet up isn't until 10pm which is roughly four and a half hours from now. So I say I take you to mi casa which is also tu casa, since what's mine is yours and you shower the prison gunk off of you- you stink btdubs, then we can eat and then go." Mason said cheerily.

"I do not stink." I deadpanned.

"I don't know man. That commissary soap must not be hittin' as hard as you think." I cracked a smile again and started to play-fight with her.