A Bad Situation.

Chapter 9

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Chapter 9.

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“What do we do?” Alex whispered.

“Well, what we need to do is –“Josh was cut off from a loud know on the door.

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I look at the boys and silently ask what I should do. They use their hands to urge me forward, as the banging on the door continues.

“Im coming!” I call, to ease the knocking. I reach the door, ad take one look behind me, to see the boys on the edge of their toes. I reach for the handle, and slowly pull open the door, hoping to see Lacey look as impatient as ever, looking urgently around to make sure there are no cops chasing after her. But once I see the visitor, I see the kind face of Mrs. Gane.

“Oh, hi Livia. Can I help you?” I ask, trying to sound casual. I set my face to slightly puzzled, but polite. Because I am good at stuff like this. I did Drama in school.

“I came to ask if you had heard the news about poor old Lacey. I can’t believe she got arrested” She said, shock in her voice, and a look of concern on her old, wrinkly face.

God Luke, stop it, don’t be rude to Livia.

Dammit Luke, don’t yell at yourself, it’s not like she can hear you. If people could hear your thoughts, you would be dead by now.

Yeah, but it doesn’t mean you, I mean I, can talk rude about her, even if she can’t hear me.

Oh shit, I better say something. Like out loud. I probably look like an idiot, standing here, yelling at myself in my head.

“Umm, uhh, we. Well we he –“

“Yes Mrs. Gane, we just heard the news. Im sorry about Luke. He has had a mental breakdown, and we need to get him to some help. Now. And if we don’t, he could get a brain tumor. And die. So we must go. Bye Livia” Josh improvised, carefully making me sit on the lounge, while politely kicking Livia out. Wait a second, why am I the crazy one ?! Ha, well, if im going crazy, lets kick it up a notch.

“Or 12” I say out loud. Whoops. I was meant to say that in my head, but, hey. It should help. I get 4 funny looks, before I start making my face go red. In anger. Well, crazy cause I can anger.

“Dude, why is your face red?” Alex asks. I sniff, and look down, before dramatically lifting it again.

“Weeeell, Mr. Wheelbarrow. Im just - sniff- so sad. Because Livia here” I gestured my hands toward the ceiling “Has come into our home, of living, and has not let me smell her shoes.” I drop my hands in defeat, before dropping my body onto the floor, face first, and not moving.

“Oh my gosh! That’s terrible. Of course of course I will leave, please keep me updated about his condition, I feel terrible, he seemed fine yesterday.” Livia rushed. Though I couldn’t see her, I could tell her face was a mix between concern, horror, and kindness. Too bad she is so kind towards the wrong sort of people, and didn’t even know it.

Soon, after another few minutes of her concern, she finally leaves, and im free to get up. When I look at all the boys, I can see that Alex looks amused, Max not even concentrating, and Josh shaking his head.

“Luke, mate. You’re getting as bad as Lacey. Being stupid then having to explain why to Livia.” He chuckled when he said this, so I knew I wasn’t to get in trouble, so I smiled then went and got a can of coke from the fridge. A coke always helps me think, whether it’s the drink, or the drug. Doesn’t bother me which I have. Im not picky.

I walk over to the lounge, and sit on the arm, whilst the other boys sit and get ready for a nice chat about this breakout.

Lacey POV.

This cop car is gross. It smells like alcohol from the other ‘criminals’, and like old stale tobacco. Im gunna be sick. I need to get out. I already checked the doors, and they are locked. I look out the windows, and see no-one is looking at me. The cops are too busy taking reports for the news, and the news people, are, newsing? Whatever. I look out the other side and see deserted buildings, with an alley way leading to the main road. Perfecto! I look at the doors ad see it’s an automatic window opener roller thing. I press the down button on the door closer to the bush and see what happens. It moves down! I look back over at the cops and see one guy looking at me, but turn back to the cameras. I better get going. Carefully as ever, I roll down the window, until it’s at a height I could quick and easily slip out unnoticed. I land on the ground after 3 seconds of squirming, and stay low, waiting for the moment to run.

“One, Two, Three!” I whisper, before bolting silently down the alleyway before the cops realized I wasn’t in the car. What dummies. Not even locking their windows thing. I don’t even know of a cop car with window things! Im down the main road, hidden from the passing cars before I can hear a loud noise fm where I escaped. I smile to myself before continuing to run to the house.

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