Four Best Friends 2: A New Perspective

Chapter 20 - Bail

Chapter 20 - Bail

The car ride over to the county jail was a quiet one. The bright sunlight shining through the windows of the car was enough to make me temporarily blind. Wolfie's mom was driving the car; she was the one that was needed to sign the papers anyway. Secret wasn't Wolfie's.

Wolfie was lucking down at his lap, tapping his feet furiously. A couple of times I reached over thinking that his foot was going to fall off. He was clutching Secret's diary and had a straight face. It looked like nothing would get through to him.

His mom tried to start a couple conversations; they didn't go well. Wolfie never answered her. He decided to stay like a brick wall.

I tried to talk a little bit, but the conversations didn't last long. Wolfie's mom and I haven't talked a lot before and we were quite awkward. The situation we were in didn't help in the slightest. I started tapping my foot as well.

Anxiety filled me and I started to drum my fingers against the window. We might be taking Secret home today, but he still has to stand trial. He's so fragile as well. They'll tear him apart in that courtroom. Those lawyers are ruthless...

"Can you stop that noise, Honey?"

I stopped. Wolfie's mom was looking at me in the rearview mirror and when our eyes met she smiled. She's trying to stay positive even in a time like this. Who knows the pain that she's been through? Secret's arrest was most definitely harder on her than it was on me. Shit, sometimes I can be so selfish.

We reached the jail around twenty minutes later. The remaining minutes of the car ride had sustained complete silence from the people within the vehicle. I rolled my window down near the end of the ride. The whole car needed cleansing.

Once the car stopped, Wolfie immediately got out and started walking towards the front doors of the station. His mother glance backwards and closed his door. She followed him to the front doors.

I had a different plan. I got out and closed my door softly. There was a small breeze now, but everything seemed relatively calm. The trees were dancing with each other and the clouds were happily floating through the sky. Secret, an innocent boy who was going on trial for crimes he didn't commit, was the complete opposite of the nature presented in front of me. Nature went on despite the circumstances I faced. It went on...

The woman that worked at the desk was nice. She had long brown hair, light brown eyes, and she wore a navy suit and tie. She explained to us how bail bonds worked. We needed to pay money to the bondsman and he would give that money to the court. Then we'd get our Secret back.

We went to sit down in the waiting room of the jailhouse. The room was packed. There was at least twenty or thirty other people there. some were families and some were singular people. All of them looked nervous. The people, who were also filling out bail bonds, hands were shaking. They could hardly sign their name correctly.

I looked to my left. Two children were crying as a mother attempted to calm them down. A man, no a boy, was escorted down a dark hallway. His hands were handcuffed and tears trailed down his cheek.

I glanced outside a window behind me; the scenery was still beautiful.

"Aaaaand, done!" Wolfie's mother clicked the end of her pen and it retracted. Done already? It only seems like a couple minutes. Is this what losing time feels like?

She went back to the woman at the front desk and they started to talk. Wolfie was still beside me. He was still clutching the neat diary in his hands but his knuckles started to turn white. I placed my hand on top of his and his grip lightened.

"Everything will be okay," I said. "I promise."

Wolfie's mom came back smiling. Her smile was genuine. That was probably the most happy I've ever seen her. Her greens eyes seemed to be illuminated in the lighted room.

"They said that we can take Secret home today since I payed the money up front!" Wolfie looked up from the diary for a split second. He quickly looked back down.

We had to wait a little while longer. Apparently they were giving Secret this kinda of "talk". They had to give us a talk as well. Just because we get to have Secret back, doesn't mean he's free. He still has to appear to all of the scheduled court dates and he's not allowed out of the house. Basically he was on house arrest.

After about a half hour that mundane sound of handcuffs clinking ringed in the hallway. It was drowned out by the rest of the people in the room.

My heart began to beat faster and harder and a strand of white hair could be seen behind a corner in the hallway. Soon enough Secret's whole face was in view. Well, half of his face was. He was looking down at the ground and was grinning. Grinning? That didn't make any sense... Why would he be grinning?

Wolfie looked up again and his eyes opened wide.

"Shit..." He muttered under his breath. Despite the chilling welcome, he got up and walked over to Secret. Time seemed to stand in place as the two stared at each other. The background blended into a dull gray and all the noise faded away.

"I told you not to come for me." Secret said and kept staring into Wolfie's eyes. "If they arrested me, then I deserved it, remember?"

"But you didn't commit-"

"You've changed, Wolfie. You've changed."

Secret walked away from Wolfie once he got his handcuffs off. He broke through the dull barrier and walked straight to the car. As he walked away he muttered a single phrase.

"Some people just can't take a hint."