"I don't know why. I just couldn't help myself."

"What do you mean you couldn't help yourself!" She screams, spit flying from her mouth. I sit up straighter and look her straight in the eyes.

"You heard me," I reply cooly. Her eyes flash and she grips the table in front of her.

"So I'm dating a gang member? A criminal?" She whispers hoarsely. I shrug.

"Haha I guess so," I laugh, throwing a wad of cash onto the table. She stares at it in shock. The bill is way less than that but I just want to prove to her that signing up to this gang life is the right decision. Jolie was always so stubborn, well, she's gonna learn today.

"What is that?" She hisses, looking around the restaurant nervously.

"Mone," I emphasise. "Want some?" I grab another handful from my pocket and throw it in front of her.

"What are you doing?" She squeaks. "Where did you get this from?"

"My job," I smile snuggly. She stands up all of a sudden, grabs her bag and runs out the door, her shoulders shaking. I frown, and stare at the pile of money left on the table.