Meya looked at him expectantly. He opened that can of worms now he needed to spill. "Jerry is a coward but he is the only one who never gives me hell." She said with a sharp tone. Looking to the side. "I had a bad rap just from coming from the opposite side of town." She said bitterly. She looked to him when he continued. "Stick closer to you? I don't trust you like that." She started out with. Looking at him. "Why can't he? What is so special about you that fat man couldn't just say and do what he wanted if I stayed closer to you? Hmm? What is it that would keep him from being the way he always is. From treating me like shit just because of my history?" She somewhat demanded of him. She studied him. "I can't promise anything. I'm not used to relying on anyone, especially men, for anything. It just don't work that way." She said seriously. She frowned. "Bad thing to have an issue with in this hood." She said. "Concerned about what? I live in the hood of all hoods. I got the handling things down pat." She said seriously. Listening as he answered what she had asked. Her cheeks flushed at his compliment. Dammit! Why did he have to go and do that?!<br/><br/>She looked to the side. "You wouldn't understand. You did baby crimes. One time breaking and entering. One time grand theft auto. One DWI. Nothing else. I looked into you Chris. You're a good boy. I'm not a good girl. I'm a bad girl. A very bad girl who wouldn't change. Just because I'm forced to be on this side doesn't mean I've changed. You can take the girl outta the hood but you can't take the hood outta the girl." She ran a hand through her hair. "I might even commit crimes. Hell I don't know. I just know it isn't easy being something I'm not. It is almost painful to have to go against what I know from growing up in the hood. I do it because I don't have anymore chances." She said softly.<br/><br/>She put her head in her hands as she sat on the mattress. "Thing is...I didn't deserve this punishment." She said softly. "I didn't deserve to have to chose at sixteen the death penalty or working for the feds. Those were the only two options I was given Chris. Death. Or Fed. Do you know how hard it was. Its why nobody in the hood or crime blames me. They know I didn't have a choice. I didn't have a choice about going clean or not. I was forced to. They don't hate me or treat me different just because they know there is a high chance one of these days it might be them I'm coming after. It might be them I bring in." Her words soft. This was more than she had told anyone else. The tone she said it in said as much.<br/><br/>"You end up dead because of some stupid belief you need to stick by your partner's side they'll blame me. Say I killed you. That would be the end of me. They'd said me to jail. Probably get the electric chair since they don't do hanging anymore." She looked at him. "Its why you can't be coming around here. You'll get hurt. Even if they know you my partner...there is a high chance they'll get you just because you fed."