On The Run (On Hold)

Chapter 7

 Andy’s Pov:

I’ve been pacing back and forth in my room all day trying to think of what to do! Every second that goes by gets me more frustrated that I’m literally pulling my hair out. I can’t believe that Jack is dead and I am the only person who witnessed it.

If I go to the cops now the robbers would know that the information came from me which means I will have a death watch on my hands.

“Damn it” I said in frustrations. Luck has never been on my side and this situation is a proven factor.

Plopping down on my bed and looking at the ceiling, I can’t stop thinking about last night. Jack is gone and there’s no way in changing that now. At least the cops know there are culprits out there needed to be found and put behind bars, but how would they know where to start if I don’t come forward.

I know I should tell Carrie so she can help me, but she’s helped me so much I don’t want to put her or Tommy in this difficult situation. And the worst part is, my name and face will be out in the press if I come forward. Either way I’m screwed because I was the only person there last night.

The fact that the robbers have seen my face will make me that much more in danger because I will have to watch my back no matter where I go. What would my mom do if she was in my situation?

My mom has always been the person to do the right thing so I don’t know why this is so hard for me. Screw it, I’m going to the cops and I’m telling them everything that I know. I won’t tell Carrie yet until I’ve given the police all my information and their identities.

I look over at the time and it’s says 5:21. It’s taken many hours in my room to finally get the courage and say I am going to the cops. I just hope they can put me in protective custody because I don’t feel like dying at a young age.

Grabbing my bag and remembering to put my cell phone in it, I breathe in as many long breaths as I can to calm my nerves down. Reaching the door handle to my bedroom door, I walk out slowly and see Carrie cooking dinner already in the kitchen.

“Hey Carrie, I’m gonna head out for a bit. I’ll be back soon okay”

“Where are you going?” She asked

“Um, there are some things I need to take care of. I shouldn’t be out too long”

“Andy please be careful! After what happened last night, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you”

“I will I promise” I said and try to put a smile on my face, but deep down I’m working up a nerve.

Shutting the front door behind me, I slowly make my way down the stairs and into the open sidewalk. The sky is a light golden color and the street seems emptier today. I guess the whole neighborhood is freaked out about last night so everyone is staying in. The police station is a long walk from here so I would need to hitch a ride on the bus.

As I walk to the nearest bus stop, I keep looking behind me just in case the robbers are following me. I’ve pass some people here and there, but even they seem like they were in a rush to get home and I’m the only one trying to stay out on the streets tonight.

After twenty minutes of paranoia, the bus stop came in sight and I’m relieved that the lamp post is already lit up. Happy that I’m only a few feet away, I pick up my pace a little faster so I can finally feel at ease about this whole thing. The bus usually make its round here at 5:45 so I won’t need to wait that long for it.  

I hear a crackle sound behind me so I stopped and turned around to see who or what caused that sound. Nobody came to view and as I look around, the streets have become completely empty making my heart rate go up.