A Life of Crime

Monday, June 13 12:17pm:
"Guys I'm telling you, we have to take her in." insisted Frank, he'd been trying to convince Mikey, Ray, and Valentine to let Naomi into their group. They were all sat at the table eating burgers from a local restaurant.
"I don't know Frank, we just don't know what she could possibly bring to the table. Look at Ray, we brought him in because he was efficient, and we needed a third guy to take the fall for us." said Mikey.
"Hey! I'm the only reason you shit heads haven't been caught!" Exclaimed Ray.
"Yeah, therefore we get caught it's your fault." He took a big bite of his burger. "And don't call me a shit head."
"All shit aside, you and Ray were useful, we needed muscle, you guys got it. We needed brains, Ray's got that. We needed someone dedicated, Frank that's you. Also, Frank when we found you, you were already a pro at thievery." Said Valentine.
"Look guys, just give me some time, I'm sure she has something we can use."
"Fine, but you have to find that something and then get her to join." Said Mikey, giving Frank the only option that wasn't, 'give up on this girl'. Valentine had already separated herself from the conversation, and focused completely on her food.
"You want me to do the recruiting?" All three of his partners nodded "But, I suck at doing stuff with people."
"It'll show how badly you want it." Said Ray, repeating what he was told 9 months ago when he had to recruit Frank. He didn't want to because Frank had an attitude that came of as dislike or even hatred to the people around him. It's gone away some now, when he's with them at least.
"Fine."
"Frank, I get wanting to help someone in a bad situation, but trust me when I say, you can't save everyone." Said Mikey. Frank could see he was speaking from experience.
"I got it. Okay, so how do you do it?"
"Do what?" Asked Mikey taking a bite from his burger.
"Recruit!" He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh you gotta figure that out yourself." He said still chewing.
"But why?" Whined Frank.
"Everyone's different." Said Mikey simply, putting an end to the conversation. Frank knew he was done too, so he went back to eating his burger, just like everyone else had.

9:22pm:
Naomi was out once again, she decided staying in her house was the best option for a while. After her parents picked her up, they drove to the street their dealer sold on and parked so Naomi could go buy them some more stuff. They just finished it, so she's out of the house to play pick up and deliver. In the end it was their choice when she could leave.
"Hey Eddie, I need more."
"Already? What happened, you bought 7 8-balls?" (That means 3.5 grams each) Naomi could see he was loving it.
"Yeah, four of them were confiscated."
"Cops or tweakers?"
"Neither, just some straight edge," Naomi scoffed, "he even gave me a lecture."
"That's gotta suck. How much?"
"Same as always." She said handing him the money.
"You got it." He said taking the money and handing her four little baggies.
"Alright, later Eddie."
"See you in two days." Yeah he definitely loved that they were hooked on his stuff, after all, addicts paid his bills.
Naomi walked back home, taking the usual way. When seeing the Jewelry store, she couldn’t help but stop and stare. She looked at the ground, where some of her own blood had spilled.
They were almost fully healed.
“Still hurts?” Naomi jumped a little and turned her head to see Frank, well to her he was just the guy who's name she never got.
“Yeah...so what, is this like, your new hangout or something?” asked Naomi in a joking manner.
“No, I uh came to make you an offer...” he said a little uncomfortable.
“I don't want it.”
“But you don't even know what I'm gonna offer you.” said Frank defensively.
“I don't need to. You're a shady guy, in a shady area, not that hard to guess what it is you're offering me.” she said strutting away.
“At least hear me out!” he said slightly exasperated.
“No thanks.” she said, still walking. Frank began to walk behind her.
“But uh... I think it could really help you out.” he said a minute after he went after her.
“Are you gonna stalk me now?” she said stopping and turning around to look at him.
"No!" He said raising his arms in both defense and surrender, because it looked like she was ready to attack. "Look, uh…you're too young to get mixed up in drugs,"
"So if I was older it'd be okay." She asked defensively.
"What no! Why are you getting so defensive, I'm just trying to help." Said Frank nervously.
"I don't need your help." Said Naomi. Fed up with Frank's prying, she put her hood on and began to walk away from him.
"That's what you think, but it won't be long before you realize you do. And when you do, I'll be here! From 10p.m to 2a.m!" Naomi took affected to this and turned around rushing over to him. She closed her fist, lifted her arm and swung at him landing a big punch on cheek bone and eye. She pulled away, shaking the pain off her hand.
"Screw you, you don't know anything about me!" She paused to take a deep breath in. "I don't need anyone! I've been on my own this long, why would I need help now, especially yours?" She ended with a disgusted tone and ran off, trying her hardest, and succeeding at holding back her tears. Frank just stood there watching her run away and holding the area where he got punched.
"I thought girls were supposed to be less violent." He said before walking to his car.

Notes

Here's the third chapter, sorry I couldn't think of a better title, but please let me know what you think. I had this all written yesterday, but I didn't get to post it until today. I did read through this, so I'm really hoping there's no typos. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and plan on reading more. And as always, take care my lovelies(^-^)