Stay Away, Officer.✔

Nineteen

[NEXT WEEK]
*AMBER'S POV*

I was sitting on the couch, scrolling through my phone, all alone in the room, hesitating on whether I should call Conor or not.

It's been a week since I last saw him, and I still have no idea how is he, where is he, or what is he doing, and I don't know why, but I just really want to know if he's okay or not.

I'm still thinking about the last time I saw him.

But Amber, I can't handle this on my own.

God, nobody has ever needed me.

I've always been a nobody to everybody, and now that he needs me, I just left.

I just want to ask him about Sam, and make sure his eye got better because somehow I feel like this is my fault.

I always feel like everything is my fault somehow.

It's just that I feel like if I didn't tell him what time Mason leaves, he wouldn't have followed him and got himself and his mates into all of this.

As I stared down on the screen, putting down all the reasons on why I should and shouldn't call him, Mason crashed the door open and sat next to me on the couch, joined by Wyatt.

"Get off." Mason pushed me off the couch so he could put all his papers on my seat.

"Fuck you." I stood up.

"Not right now babe, maybe tonight yeah?" he smirked, not taking his eyes off the papers as he arranged them carefully, and I rolled my eyes.

"I was sitting there Mason." I said.

"So? go sit somewhere else." He said.

"have you heard of something called a table?" I asked.

"I'm not in the mood." He said.

"You're never in the mood." I said, and before he could answer, the door was slowly opened, turning our attention to it.

She stepped inside, A big smile over lips, and we were all staring in shock. 

The face I haven't seen in about ten days...

she looked pale, tired, but happy.

She was smiling as if being here is the greatest thing that could ever happen to her.

"ASHLEY!" I screamed, running to wrap her in a bone crushing hug. "what are you doing here?!" you could tell, my smile was bigger than ever as I had my best friend in my arms.

"Conor let me off." She caught her breath, smiling as I pulled away.

Conor did that...

He let her off. He promised me he's going to get her out of there, and he did, even when I left him, all on his own, after his best friend's death, he gave me my best friend back...

I'm a bad person. A really, really bad one.

"Did he drive you here?!" Wyatt asked.

"No. He set me off and left. He wasn't even in his uniform when he finished my paper work to get out. He seemed really upset, but he didn't talk to me or anything. He just asked two guys to drive me here." she said.

"Of course he's not gonna drive her here, he's not stupid." Mason said.

"Come here, big guy, didn't you miss me?" Ashley asked Mason, Opening up her arms to get a hug out of him.

"No." He simply answered, going back to the work in his hands.

Mason is a bad person too, but now I know he's not the type of bad I need.