A Little Danger Never Hurts

Chapter Eighteen: The Exact Opposite of Calm

A/N: Famke Janssen is casted as Rowan and Eric's mother. Picture on the side!

"Thanks again, Uncle Phil," Chad says as we walk out of the police station.

I look up at the man that bailed us out and am surprised at how young he seems. His broad shoulders and tall frame are intimidating. His hair is a beautiful shade of golden blonde and hangs a little past his ears. He is wearing a black suit with a black under shirt. Everything about him screams daunting.

"No problem, kid. I was able to clear the record off for both of you so you don't need to worry about that. Just try and not get arrested again, okay?" He asks.

Chad nods his head and opens the door for me. The car is a black sports car. I believe it is a Ferrari. It looks like a dream, except for the fact that I have to sit right in the middle squished like a cement block because there are only two seats.

"I should probably give you two some sort of speech about how it is not good and I need to tell your parents and all that shit but I don't really give a fuck. Just keep your mouth shut and everything will be fine."

I'm shocked by his words but grateful all the same. Chad intertwines our fingers and I stare ahead of me as his uncle speeds out of the parking lot.

I want to know more about Phil, but I don't want to come off as weird. All I know is that he is apparently Chad's uncle. I don't even know if he's related to the mother or father. He could just be a family friend but by the way he smiles and the shape of his eyes, I am thinking he is related to the mother.

When we reach Chad's mother's house Phil explains that he is going back to the party that his friend is holding and to try to not get in anymore trouble. I'm surprised there is still even a party going on since it is nearing four in the morning. He had to talk with a few of the cops to make sure nothing was put on our record and I still do not know how he got them to agree.

"It was nice meeting you, Rowan. Next time let's not make it be at a police station though. Sound good?"

I nod my head and give a small smile, "Yeah. Thanks again for bailing us out and getting my record clean."

He nods his head, "No problem." He looks over at Chad and nods his head, "I'd say tell my lovely sister I say hello but that would require too much explanation and well...she's a bitch. Anyway, I need to go. See you next week for lunch, Chad."

"See ya," Chad waves goodbye and we walk up the long driveway and into his house.

When we walk into the house we head straight for his room. When we reach his bed I instantly lay down and rest my head against his pillow. His bedroom here is twice the size of the one at his dad's house. His dad and my parents are not rich like his mother. We live in a normal, middle class neighborhood whereas his mother lives practically in a mansion.

"I told you I'd fix everything," Chad whispers.

I nod my head, "Yeah. I know."

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can tell something is wrong. Are you still mad at me?"

"No," I tell him. He narrows his eyes but I roll mine.

"What have you been arrested for before?" I finally gain the courage to ask.

I can feel him tense beside me and that does nothing to settle my nerves.

"Nothing. You don't need to worry about it." And with that, he kisses me goodnight and doesn't say a thing more.

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