Deal Breaker

Chappie 20

Amy's POV

I was laying in bed with Finnick, tracing patterns on his bare chest, when I got the call.

"Finnick, babe, would you hand that to me?" We weren't really dating but we weren't not dating, if that makes any sense.

Taking the phone out of his hand, I answered it. "Hello, I'm Special Agent Hundon. Is there an Amy Mjolnir there?"

My heart started beating faster. "That's me. What's this about?" While most people think that I'm a 'goody goody' I actually have a lot of stuff I could be getting arrested for. There's the use and possession of illegal drugs, underage use and possession of alcohol, fleeing cops (Ashlynn's party), lying to the cops (that's a story for another time), and there's also that one thing...

"We would just like to bring you in for questioning on Mr. Lawrence Mjolnir's case."

"O-okay sir. I will be there tomorrow. Is that alright?" It wasn't late, but it was around seven and I needed to get my thoughts straight.

"Yes ma'am. That will be fine. And Miss Mjolnir? Do you know where I can find a Finnick Moreno?"

"Yes sir. Do you need to question him too?"

"Yes I do."

"Well he's here with me now."

The agent and Finnick talked for a few minutes before he hung up. "Where were we?" He asked and kissed my neck.

I slid out of his arms and stood up. "You know there's something we haven't done in a while that really sounds like fun tonight." I walked over to the drawer at Finnick's house that held all my clothes. I changed mine, then threw Finnick his.

"I think I know what you have in mind." He said. He grinned and kissed me, pulling out his phone.

When the other line answered, I heard Finnick say "Location?", then stay quiet for a second, before hanging up.

This ought to be fun.

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Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at location and parked the car in the right place. I saw Nialler, Boobear, and Hazza, and climbed out of the car.

I walked over to them. "Hey guys." I had put on some clothes to fit the occasion, some shorts and a tank top.

"Hey Amy." They all chorused. "Are you in tonight? Or just here to watch?" Louis continued.

"I came here with Finnick, so one of us will drive."

"Better be him." Niall said then laughed. "If it's you, there's no way we'll win."

I chuckled. "That is not my problem. It's not my fault I drive rough."

"Well bye Ames."

"Bye guys." I walked back over to my car and opened the hood, making a few adjustments before we all bet money and some of us, pink slips.

I can't really tell you details of the race, because I don't really pay attention, just drive. By the time I drifted into the finish line, there were no cars in front of me. I parked my car and waited for the others to get there. Niall drove in first. Then a few other drivers. Louis and Harry, tied. Then more drivers.

I watched some people hit their steering wheels and some just shrug their shoulders, after realizing their loss.

Finnick jumped out of Harry's car, where he had been in the passenger, and ran over to me. He picked me up and swung me around. "Nice job! Good thing I let you drive." We both laughed before we went to collect our winnings, and left to go home.

Racing made me happy. That's where I'd met Finnick, and also where I'd gotten to know Niall, Louis, and Harry better.

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I woke up the next day at Finnick's house and dressed in something semi-formal. Finnick drove us to the station in his car. When we got there and asked for Hundon, we were told he was busy and to sit and wait for him.

I decided to send a group message. "Did you guys get called in for questioning too?" I sent it to Karmin, Zayn, Amanda, Shiloh, Ashlynn, Raelynn, and Spencer. (Just to clarify, Amy doesn't know about the whole Spencer thing, or that Donavan's back in town.)

I got replies back from everybody, but Shiloh and Amanda. Spencer didn't text back either. I wonder what was going on there. The replies were all 'Yes' or 'On our way soon'. I was wondering why Manda and Shiloh hadn't texted back when I realized they were probably doing the usual.

At that moment, a couple police officers walked in with two handcuffed people. I shook my head at these people who had gotten caught, before realizing it was Shiloh and Amanda!

Holy shit!

I was about to say something, but just then I was called back. I walked to the the desk where my arm was taken and I was brought to a questioning room. I sat down at the table where they asked me my first question.

"Were you present when Mr. Mjolnir was shot?"

"I was."

"Did you see who shot him?" For this question, I thought, though just momentarily so they wouldn't catch on.

"No." I decided on. The police wouldn't help anything.

The questions went on and on and finally they released me. I hadn't told them anything that would make them want to keep me.

I walked out and sat down while Finnick was questioned.

I thought about Amanda and Shiloh. Why were they in here? Was I supposed to tell everybody? I went against telling everybody. They had enough to worry about.

Which reminded me, we have school tomorrow. Pretty crazy how after all that could happen, we would still have to go to high school, like normal teenagers. But we weren't normal teens... Not even a little.

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