Runaway

Chapter 9

I waited patiently as Amber went to order the food and drinks. I feel really bad because Max is probably worried sick and looking for me but it was rude of him to say that stuff about Josh. Really, I think that it's not his problem.

Amber stood patiently at the counter waiting for the order. As I turned my head back around, I saw that the lady at the counter was staring right at me. I brought my head back to the front, hoping that she didn't notice the nervousness in my eyes.

"Hey Alexa!" Amber hollered from the other side of the room, "you wanna straw for your hot chocolate?"

Shit, I hope the lady didn't here my name. "Yes please." I called back to Amber. The lady turned around from what she was doing at the register and looked right at me. Her eyes were wide, but other then that she had no expression on her face. Thankfully, Amber came back and stood in front of me blocking out the lady staring at me.

"Here ya go," Amber said, placing my sandwich and hot chocolate down on the table.

"Thanks so much," I said giving her a wide smile.

"So tell me more about yourself. How long are staying? Why are you here?" Amber questioned. Great, this was the question I was hoping would never come up.

"Well, I came here because my friend lives here, but we got into a fight so I walked here to take a break I guess. At this point, I'm not really sure how long I'm staying, depends what happens between me and my...friend." I blurted. She looked intrigued by my story. She looked at me with a go-on face, so I continued.

"Umm, my mom died not to long ago and I have a younger sister that's in L.A. right now. Anything else you want to know?" I asked Amber, I took a sip of my hot chocolate and felt the warm liquid go down my throat, I hummed in pleasure, then looked back up at Amber.

"No. I guess I'll tell you about myself." She said, drinking her caramel frapp and licking her lips. "So, I'm Amber Edington, I've lived here my whole life. I have a mom, dad, and an older brother named Shawn. My boyfriends name is Dylan and we have been dating for about 5 months now, he's super sweet and-"

"Wait what is your boyfriends name?" I stopped her.

"Uh, Dylan...Dylan Jacobs. Why do you ask?" Amber took a piece of hair and twirled it in her fingers while waiting for me to respond.

"I think my friend knows him," I answered, trying not to give to much away. I took a couple bites out of my delicious sandwich then set it down.

"Really, what's your fiends name?" She asked excitedly.

"His name is uh," I contemplated on whether to actually say his name,"Max."

"Last name?" She added.

"I honestly don't know, I just met him not to long ago," I laughed nervously. "To be honest with you, I'm kinda... lost you could say." I hung my head down, waiting for her answer.

"How bout' you come over to my place, yeah?" Amber asked while smiling at me.

"Sure, just don't kidnap me please." We both laughed then threw away our trash and walked out. We crossed the street and Amber began to rummage through her purse to find her keys.

All of the sudden, I heard police sirens sounding from up ahead. "Oh no, oh no," I mumbled. "Amber, do you mind hustling up a bit," I quickly said while nervously tapping my food on the sidewalk.

"Found em!" Amber squealed while shaking her car keys in the air. The police cars rounded the corner, and they were now on this street. The sirens were getting louder and closer.

"Amber get in the car right now and drive as fast and as casually away from here!" I cried.

"What?!" She called over to me, with a questioning look on her face.

"Let's get out of her now!" I hollered to Amber. She took in my message and quickly unlocked the car. We hopped in and buckled our seat belts, Amber started the car and began to drive. I turned around and noticed that the police had stopped right in front of the small cafe. They all walked inside the cafe with guns in their hands. I let out a huge sigh I didn't notice I was holding. I slowed my breathing down and tried to relax myself.

"When we get home your explaining your real story, detail for detail!" Amber said, gripping the steering wheel and not taking her eyes of the road.

"Yeah." I replied quickly and stared down at my hands knotted up together in my lap. The police were looking for me. I need to find Max.