Rye's POV
(A few hours)
"What? You tell the police?" I shout to Andy.
"Yeah, is it a problem?" He answers.
"Yeah for fuck sake it is a problem," I say as I leave Andy.
I need to find the boys by my self. They need help. David can do anything to them.
Suddenly, a policeman's car arrives at our house. Andy runs outside. I follow him.
Andy looks at me. "See, you need help from the police," Andy says with a sassy note.
Ugh crap. I nod slowly. "Mr. Fowler and Mr. Beaumont?" A police get off from the car and walk to us.
"We already searched around, we find one of your friends, but we can't find the others," he says.
Well, this looks weird. "Where is he?" Andy asks. "At the hospital," he says.
"I'll take you to the hospital," he says. "Yeah let me change," I say as I pull Andy inside the house.
"Hey get me off," Andy says. "Look, I don't trust him, he looks too young to be the police, he doesn't have any proof that he finds out, and he wants to take us somewhere," I explain.
"Okay, we will go but we should bring guns," he says.
"Is not that easy."
"But forget it," I say as I walk into the kitchen.
Killing. Killing. Killing.
I grab 3 knives.
Kill a person. Your self. You don't deserve any help.
I sigh. I'm not ready for the future.
I grab my jacket and put the knife in my jacket.
"Alright, rye you ready?" Andy ask. I nod.
I love you, boys. Please be safe.
We walk outside. "Ready guys?" the 'police' says.
We both nod.
I can't believe, I am in a fake police car. With Andy.
I stare at Andy, he was looking outside from the window. I took a long exhale.
It'll be alright. Everything should be alright.
I look around. Yeah, this is the hospital. "Is this the hospital?" Andy asks.
I roll down the window. "Yes, but we are not going here," the police says.
Suddenly he turns the AC, there is smoke coming out from nowhere.
Andy just stares at the police. And slowly roll down the window.
"He is so stupid," Andy says as he whispers to me. The police coughs.
"He runs out of breathing now," Andy whisper. We both giggle.
He drives us into the jungle. David's house. Used to be my old house too. He turns his back and stares at us. "How you guys still awake?" he asks.
I point at outside. "The god damn window," Andy says. I giggle.
"Get out from my car," he says. "Alright policeman," Andy says.
We get out from the car. He handcuffs our hands together. I look at Andy.
"I'll handcuff your hand like this when we arrive," I smirk.
