OBX Jiara - Kiss me more

Chapter 8 - on the edge

Kiara POV
We've been in this town for two days and slept on park benches, we were officialy homeless and on the run. Thankfully there were no missing posters hanging around so people just thought we were orphans. This afternoon, the police caught our attention and now we were sitting in the waiting room trying to explain our situation to the officers.
" Someone of you tell me again, why are y'all living on the streets ? Where did y'all come from ?"
" I tould you seven times man, we on the run from my family in the bahamas, they are involved in gang violence and wanted to marry me off to some old scumbag and they helped me escape !" Cleo was trying to convince the officer and JJ started to chime in even though I was trying to hold him back. " Would you just listen to her officer ? We've been sitting here for more than one hour and that's more than enough in my humble opinion !" The officer stepped forward to him " This is my office I will decide when you leave if you leave, I'm not gonna let some underage deliquents loose on these streets !" I was fed up " With all due respect sir, we told our story can we please go now ? You have nothing to keep us here !" I crossed my arms and looked at him.
His computer chimed, he looked at the screen and then at us " Actually Missy, I indeed do have something to keep y'all here ! Y'all are these juveniles who vanished from the obx, just got word in from my colleagues !" " Sir, you have no proof-." The officer rudely interrupted John B " Y'all think I'm stupid, I got the missing posters all here ! Your parents are gonna be contacted immediately !" I shook my head, I couldn't believe what I just heard, my parents are gonna disown me and send me away forever. " Well that's not working for me, my mum's gone, my dad went off with a boat so I'm free to go right ?" JJ asked and John B added " My mum left and my father was killed, so can we go now ?" The officer looked at them both and shook his head, advising his colleague to lock the office door " Foster care will await you with open arms, in the other cases the parents are gonna be contacted now !"
" My family is on a fucking ship god knows where ! How are you gonna find them, huh ?" Cameron was freaking out and John B pulled her closer. Cleo laughed dryly " My parents are dead both of them."
The officer put his hand on his forehead and pointed to me and Pope the last ones remaining " And what is it with you two ?" Pope answered " Both of them are alive and probably pissed to death." I continued putting my hand up" Same here." " Alright, so you three have to give me your contact details, the rest of you has to go to the office beside me ! Jackie ! Guide these kids to Ms. Turner !" A woman officer came in and guided JJ, John B and Cleo out of the room. Right as they left I saw all of them bolting to the front door. " Secure all the doors, I repeat all the doors !" The officer reacted immediately and closed the door before we could move. " Contact details, now !" Pope started, I followed while protesting after him and Sarah Cameron stayed silent, biting her lip. " Miss I need your contact details now, please or I will have to report a refusal to obey police orders and we both don't want that." " I don't wanna go back to my family...never...don't let me back there please.." Sarah started to plead and I saw tears in her eyes. I stepped closer and hugged her for a second and Pope explained. " Please officer, her dad and her brother are psychologically berzerk, they both tried to kill her a few months ago, be reasonable." The officer sighed seemingly shocked at Sarah's shocking family history. " Okay Miss, we can get you restraining orders if you can prove this violent behavior from both your father and brother, but you surely have other relatives we could contact ?" Sarah sniffled " I have a little sister, Wheezie..she's the only person I trust beside my boyfriend." " Okay...so just please tell me the phone number of your little sister." Sarah agreed and I stayed close to her. " I promise you Miss we will do our best to get you back into a safe environment...we're here to help you as police officers." I was glad that the officer warmed up and felt Sarah relax beside me. He offered us water and started calling our parents, I held my breath after taking a sip.

JJ POV
" Come on Cleo ! Faster !" We were running down the main street after bolting out of the office, I would rather die before ending up in the foster system. Fucking kooks could suck my dick. John B was holding up and Cleo was closing in, we were only a few metres away from the dock. The the whole armada arrived with sirenes and all the other shit. We were escorted back to the station in handcuffs and sat down before an older woman mustering us with a disappointed look. " Names ?" " John B. Routledge Junior." John B answered with no joy left in his body and I continued dryly " JJ Maybanks." Cleo cleared her throat " Cleopatra Deleveaux." The old hag continued " Last known address ?" " I don't think my residence has an actual address, what's the address of the chateau JJ ?" John B looked at me and I shrugged my shoulder. " Can't help you there bro." Then he looked at the Lady who got tired of his games. " No adress, mmmh...and you ?" She focused me and I answered " 41 Lane Street, Outer Banks shittiest address on earth if you ask me." She noted it down and asked Cleo. " 67 Washinton Street, Nassau but mostly on the run and homeless recently." " Alright. You two will get into the foster care system in the outer banks, officers from there will guide you and escort you to your address and your mentioned chateau. You will be escorted back to the Bahamas to your place of residence." Cleo shook her head " I got enuff enemies back there to kill me twice, can't get back on the island." " We also don't want foster care at all..we will do anything to not get into the system..and I mean anything." I winked at her and she sighed. " It's the law. You two, foster care, you back to Nassau , my last words." She mumbled something into her walky talky and Cleo balled her fists. " I can't believe we endured all that shit to end up in the system !" I clenched my teeth and John B stood up " We're at the bottom of the barrel..like always." He was surprisingly calm which confused me. " Why are you so accepting ?" He looked at me " Don't got no choice..we're completely defeated now hell naked before this lady." I started to laugh and wanted to give him a high five before realizing that I was still in handcuffs. " Cut the jokes or you will get disorderly conduct." Lady was starting to get cold and pissed. " I'm so sick of this shit man." Cleo stood up and started to walk around the room clearly fed up. " Forgot to tell you, you all have to spend the night in our temporary cell till the other officers arrive." " You are locking us up ?" I was slowly losing it and she threatened me " You gotta stay calm if don't there's gonna be repercussions!" John B pulled me back and whispered " Shut up JJ.."