Dark Alley

Chapter 32

     "Thanks for saving our shits guys," R says to us. Calvin gives a looking R as he crosses his arms together, it made R buzzed and rather tensed, "I mean, thank you too Mr. Harrison." Q was at R's side, he was silent for the whole time, but not until Tracy offered them a hug and so they hugged each other.

     "Thank you so much," Q says, his face still squeezed with Tracy's  arms. "Oh god I was scared."

     Later I found out the twins got arrested because of their illegal business from selling pirated music around the school. That also explains why they weren't present at school yesterday. I can still see the fear on Q's eyes, he looks at me but it was a good thing that he can still smile. R was still like the R I've known, he lessens his stress in problems through swearing and shaking. Yet, for sure I know one thing they have in common, except for their facial similarities, I know for sure that they both loved their friendship with Tracy, and so as Tracy loved them. That for sure I cannot beat from Tracy, and I hope that me hanging out with the twins won't be a big deal for her anymore.

     "Dude," Q calls for my attention, "come group hug with us."

     I look at Q who is offering me to join them, I look back at Tracy who nods like she agrees to Q. I moved closely to them as I stood up next to Q and Tracy, I extended my arms as I place my hands on their shoulders. I can feel their warmth, the warmth people with true feeling for you could express. I'd never had a hug for years.

     "Guys I think we only have half an hour to catch our first period," Tracy said, pulling herself out that disbanded the hug.

     "I'll better take you there as soon as possible then," Calvin says. There were smiles in our faces as we get out of the police station, we quickly jumped into Calvin's car knowing it is the only fastest way to get there.

     Not less than twenty minutes the four of us got kicked out of Calvin's car by Calvin himself telling us to rush on for Math period. Everything was quick as soon as we got into the hall, we ran into the hall, through the stair case, into the Math area hall. As usual it was empty, it was either because nobody really attends a Math class early in the morning or we are really late.

    When we got in our class, I was both right. We are late, but earlier than the other students.

     "Ah you welcome early birdies, " says Professor Pena being as sarcastic at its best, "I was about to leave this empty class, sticking into my conclusion that no one was really interested in Math. Until you came."

     "Well that was early of you to conclude Professor Pena," R says, Q and R silently giggles. I don't get it.

     "Just so you know I've been waiting for people to arrive in this class for about twenty minutes already!" She says, "but I guess, the four of you had showed me good performance in my class. So I'll let you slip in."

     "Really?" The four of us asked the same question at the same time.

     "You want me to change my mind?"

     "No!" Awkward. We all said it at the same time again.

     "Good," Professor Pena says, "now go back to your places; I have a lesson to discuss."

     And so we did. Math class ended and not even a single student was added in the class. I wonder if they got arrested too?

     After the morning period. Finally the lunch table was complete with my friends. Q sat next to R facing us while I sit next to Tracy facing them. We talked about what happened to them while they're in prison and I was glad that they were really open about it.

     "It was shit, total shit," R exclaimed, "I barely slept, it's like men there wants to rape us, they even want to have incest like seeing us touch each other or something."

     "Disgusting," Q added.

     "I mean it's real shit disgusting, it's like kissing myself in a mirror, but not in a mirror, with you specifically."

     Tracy laughed so hard she even replies with a high pitched tone, "o my god I never thought of you doing that!"

     "Well as if we would," Q says, "speaking of doing, R and U planned to end the whole music pirated business already."

     "That's good news," Tracy says. I look at her and she doesn't look good at it, like she doesn't mean it.

     "Well I know this will be hard for you Tracy from your, you know, love of music thing," R says.

     "That's not important," Tracy says, "what's important is that you are not going back there anymore and that you will not feel like your sex slaves anymore. I love you more than my music."

     "Aww, thank you friend!" R says, "which gives me an idea now that we don't have a job, and you have mentioned about being a sex slave, why not - "

     "Stop," Tracy giggles. Slapping R's shoulders with her hand, "that's just a joke right?"

     "Of course Tracy my dear," R replied. It still bothers me how close they are, but I want to assume its normal for twins. I also thought if they have ever fought against something or someone.

     We continued eating lunch until Q asked something, "we heard Hennick's name in the police station, what about him?"

     Tracy and I looked at each other. Tracy had a few ums before she could answer. "Um, we went to his house a while ago."

     "But you know he hates us," R says.

     "Of course I know," Tracy says, "but I thought they he is the only one who can help you, not until my dad came. I mean Hennick brought you into that kind of situation."

     "You know he's most wanted by the police," R whispers when he started saying the 'most' part, "and he's hiding."

   

     "That's why when we got into the police station we quickly reported him to the police," Tracy says, "he should be arrested a long time ago."

     "Should I thank you with that?" R asked in a stronger tone.

     "Well I'm sorry okay, I know how close you are to him but like what I said he should be arrested, he deserves it more than you do," she says. Tracy then placed her hand on the table for the twins to see the bruise on her wrist, "he even hurt me."

     "I'm sorry Tracy," R says, "look I just suddenly forgot everything when it comes to that guy. And promise I won't forget the help you offered us. Thank you so much."

     "It's ok R."

     I really am curious of the relation between the twins and that drunken man Hennick. I don't quite imagine them hanging out with a guy like Hennick.

    The bell rang to tell us we have ten minutes till the exact bell, Q and R started holding their pens, which is the only object they bring, while Tracy and I do the same. The four of us parted, this is the same time I have to think of killing myself than entering English class.