ღ Brandy (Brooklyn Gibson and Andy Fowler) ღ - Completed

Brandy (Brook and Andy 31)

Brook's POV
I was currently walking to the car with Brook, hands glued together. Today felt, strange.

We hadn't done much today, but it was only 3pm. We decided to have a chill day, and try not to think about our future. Unless I got put back into jail.

"Hey, Andy..." I began, looking at him as we reached the car, but before I could speak, my phone went off.

Who was texting me? I guess it was one of the boys. They were probably checking up on me or something.

I told Andy to hold on, as I read 'unknown ID'! I decided it might of been Jack or Saff since I was pretty sure they didn't have my number. Then I realised it would've just said 'Saff' or 'Jack' as we were both in a group chat.

Andy insisted we bonded together through some group chat and get to know each other. (Not, as a teacher, as a friend.)

Swiping across the screen, I smiled a little, as I was halfway through the mysterious message that read:

Hello, my name is Emma Walters and I have been working on a vase recently. I have been involved with the police for a while now and I have sneaked through their field and have seen what's been going on. I understand what happened between you and Andy, and I know that you aren't in jail, but you must be somewhere near by. I would like to help you out with this case because I don't think you deserve to go to jail due to the evidence ive gathered. Please message me back for details ASAP :)

I looked up at Andy, a smile spreading across my face. At first I wasn't sure what to think, but someone wanted to help us with the case.

He tilted his head, in confusion. I noticed he'd stuck his tounge out a little too, got that from me aye.

"What?" He finally asked, too curious to get into the car. I opened the door and patted the spot beside me.

"Read this. Someone wants to help us." He looked at me, then down at my phone, smiling a little. Then his face dropped.

He looked more, disappointed now. "What is it?" I asked. He sighed, then spoke up. "Brook, yes someone wants to help us, but it's very rare they can do anything when a person's escaped jail. I mean, you escaped, you either take the blame and go back to jail anyway, or I go because I got you out." He stated, looking at the floor.

He had a fair point, but I refused to let him believe that there was nothing we could do. We were offered help, and that was something I'd take, even if I did end up back in jail, at least I knew I'd tried.

"Hey, were not gonna give up. If we have even the slightest chance, then why not take it? Someone wants to help us, so let's just wing it." I told, smiling too lift up the mood.

He looked up at me, clearly deep in thought until he spoke up, smiles are contagious you know.

"Your right Brook. Who gives two shits if it don't work out. Reply to that woman and tell her were interested." He replied, pulling me into a hug.

I laughed at his words, and pulled out my phone again.

Brook: yes I'd love to! Could you give me a call?
Unknown ID: Of course I can, yes let's talk, hear your side of the story.
Brook: Okay thank you so much :)
Unknown ID: I'm just happy I can help!

Okay sorry that was really short and crappy, and just to point out I know nothing about the law or anything, so if I'm wrong, we all know why hahah xx ilyy!  <33