And it begins...

"Don't you see Lola? Don't you fucking understand? We, neither of
us, want anything more to do with you. Nothing at all. Get it? It's not
that difficult."

"But why? What the fuck did I do? If anything, I should be the one
giving you two assholes this speech, and you know it!"

"Yes, I understand that you feel that way, and I accept it. But, face
it, I'm the one giving you this speech, not vice versa."

"Ian is right Lola. You never, even when times were horrible, broke up
with either of us. Makes me wonder if you are even capable of it. Hell,
you are still a teenager. So, we're being nice and saving you the
work."

"Grif, shove it. And exactly how are you two geniuses expecting to keep
me out of your lives? You going to shoot me? 'Cause you know as well as
I do that I'd love that."

"Acctually, sweetheart. We're not going to shoot you. Ian here wouldn't
do that in front of a cop, and me, well, I could get suspended for
something like that. Nope?"

"What we're going to do is imprison you."
"How?"

"Well, I have this friend, an old narc, really, but I didn't tell you
that, and she just happens to have an uncle who has the resources it
takes to do such a thing"

"So what's the deal?"

"Well, Grif's friend..."

"She's not my friend"

"Grif's acquaintance is going to watch you wherever you are. And if you
ever, and I do mean ever, make contact with us during the next year,
he's going to take you home with him. From there, it's up to
him."

"Beautiful. And after the year?"

"Well?"

"Sweetheart, we're just going to let some things have a little mystery.
Have a nice day."
Both men smiled, and walked out of the room.