Broken Promises (#4 in the 'Outcast' series)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

Ronnie's Point of View:

"Would you just stop pacing and sit down? You've been doing that for too fucking long and it's getting downright annoying."

I stopped pacing and looked to Zacky who was looking at me with annoyance from his position. He was sitting with his back against the wall, just watching me.

"Sorry, but if you hadn't realised, we're still fucking stuck in this God forsaken hell hole," I snapped back at him, just as pissed off as he was.

"Well pacing twenty-four seven isn't gonna help us get anywhere now, is it?" he shot back, a glare on his face as he looked to me.

I just shook my head and went back to pacing. Zacky sighed and I looked to him; stopping my pacing. He had his head in his hands, and I knew he was upset. We'd been here for over a week now, maybe even two; I'd lost track.

Neither of us knew where we were; how far we were away from home. We didn't even know if we were in the same town anymore.

"Look man, I'm just as stressed as you are," I said, making Zacky look up and meet my gaze. "I dunno what's goin' on or why we're even here. They've neglected to tell us that."

"Y'don't say?" he shot back sarcastically. "It's been over a week now Ronnie! We've been here for over a fucking week and we know nothing about what's going on!"

"Well I can't do anything about that, can I?" I snapped back. "If I knew why we were here, I'd tell you!"

I watched as Zacky's expression changed, the sadness and tiredness showing now.

"Look man, I just wanna go home," he said. "I'm tired, freaked out and cold. I just wanna go home."

I looked back at him sadly, knowing that he as telling the truth. I sighed.

"I know man; I wanna go home too," I said back. "But I honestly dunno what to do. I've looked thousands of times and there's no way outta here. So I'm sorry, but unless one of 'em tells us what's goin' on and either lets us out or kills us, we're stuck here."

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Matt's Point of View:

"And like I said last time, there's no-one else here to talk to."

I sighed in frustration, trying to keep it calm as the cop continued to ignore me and the missing persons case. I looked over my shoulder at Brian. He knew the cop wasn't going to do anything; we both knew. There was no way in hell I was giving in that easy though.

I looked back to the cop.

"Well then Officer..." I pretended to read the name on his badge. "Officer Asshole. Looks like I'll wait then. I'll be over by the door so I can see it when someone else comes in."

The cop glared at me as I walked over to the door, pulling up a chair and sitting down, Brian just standing next to me. The cop looked over at us as I crossed my arms and looked around, making it look like I was taking in the sights of the wonderful police station.

"There's no use waiting kid," he said as I continued to look around. "No-one's gonna be in today."

"It's cool," I said calmly. I looked to him. "I can wait."

He shot me a glare again, Brian just shifting his weight as he crossed his arms as well and stayed standing next to where I was sitting. I looked to him.

"Why not pull up a chair Brian?" I asked, seeing the cop trying not to yell at me in annoyance. "Gonna be here for a while by the looks of it. Sit down for a while; take the weight off."