Savage - Phanfic

Chapter Ten

Dan's pov

I was frustrated in the moment that the police went and took me. The officer gave me specific instructions of sitting down and driving me where I would be questioned.
I clenched my fists. I hated that boy, Phil, even more. It was just enough to stomp into my neighborhood and ruin my life. Now Im going to be arrested, or who even knows. For sure, Phil didn't know.

Should I have told him? No. It would be too much. Besides, he seems like the guy who has no friends and once he has one, he'll keep bothering them.

We finally pulled to a stop. For sure it was the office of the police department. He explained to me that some man would be questioning me. It was always like that. I didn't know how they would believe me. A boy who belonged in a gang.

I walk into the room to find a desk, a lamp, and a chair. Sitting in front of me was a police officer. He told he to sit down. I was incredibly uncomfortable.

"Lets start off with your name, sir." He asks me.
I looked down, unsure how to act, but I just answered the question. "Daniel Howell."
"Alright." I watch him, seemingly writing it down. "Now.. Uh, the girls name."
I bite my tongue, to the point where I scratched it. I tried hard to say her name. One time. Nothing. I try again. "Scar-" I coughed.
I scoot my chair in and retry it. "Her name is Scarlett." I say, quickly.
He says nothing and writes it down.

Unexpectedly, the phone rings. The man picks it up and seems to have a strange look on his face. Then, he looks at me. I still continue to bite my tongue. I didn't enjoy this at all. I hated this. Getting arrested for just being with my dying friend. I felt anger, but I didn't let anything out.

"Alright. There is some stu-" He gets cut off when the door opens.
There is a lady, perhaps a mother, long brown hair and glasses. She looks successful and in a business suit. The door opens wider, it was Phil next to her. Next to both of them was the police that took me. I was very confused.

"Ah, Mister Pete." He says to the police that took me.
"Long time no see, Mrs. Lester." He grins. He knew Phil's mum. I didn't understand this all. Phil looks at me, like he was seeing through me.

"And how is your boy, Phil." He shakes Phil's hand.
"Lets get back to business." Pete says.
"Sit down, Mrs. Lester. Phil? Sit please as well." They both sit down next to me. I keep my head low, trying not to make eye contact with them.

"Okay, so, Mrs. Lester. She is a judge." The officer questioning me says.
"Mrs. Lester, this is the man you are looking for." He says. I pull on a confused look. She was looking for me?
"Yes. We don't mean to get in your business." She puts her hands on the table and addresses things to me.
"You see, we took you in. Not because you did something wrong. We wanted to see you." Mrs. Lester pushes her glasses to her face.

"Mr. Howell, uh, if you don't mind going to this address on Saturday exactly at noon." Mrs. Lester says, giving me a paper. Phil closely looks at my watch.
I put my hands in my pockets so he doesn't look.
I took the paper and I was excused. I shake hands with the police and Phil's mum. What did they want? I had no idea what or even who they are.

I push the paper in my pocket and put my hands inside to fit in perfectly. I put my hood on and walk out the door. The police towed my car into the parking lot so I can drive. I only just got my license, and the car was my aunt's.
I open the car and drive far away from my town.