The Police & Best Friend

Sawyer

Jensen and I drive back to his house in his beat-up single-cab pickup truck. Carmen rushes out the door when she sees us, wrapping herself around me, tears streaming down her face.

"I was so worried, Sawyer!" She blubbers.

"I'm fine, babe," I whisper, stroking her hair.

When she stops crying, her eyes narrow in on Jensen. "What did you do!?"

It's then, when she hisses those words at her older brother, that I see the police car. My stomach drops. No. The police are already here, which means the kid who saw them last night went to the police.

Two police officers approach us. "Jensen Meyer," one of them says. Jen turns to them.

Jensen turns back to me and Carmen. "Cary, go inside with my Juliet." He hugs his sister, then embraces me. He places a soft kiss on my forehead. He turns back to the police officer after releasing me.

I grab Jensen's hand and rest my forehead on his back. "Don't go, Romeo. You saved me. Please don't leave me," I beg.

He releases a sigh, his stiff body relaxing. "It will work out fine, Juliet. Trust us. No matter what happens." He squeezes my hand tightly before releasing it, his whole body tensing simultaneously. "I'm Jensen Meyer."

"Mr. Meyer, you're under arrest for the murders of Leroy Johnson, Michael Wilson, and Francis Reynolds. Please come with us, son."

Jensen walks away from me toward the police officer who spoke, who puts him in handcuffs and shoves him into the back of the black and white SUV. Jen doesn't fight them.

I feel Carmen tugging on me. I should walk away with her, but I can't move. If this is happening to all my boys... I can't move. All I can do is watch the police drive away with my heart. I don't know if I will ever see him or any of them again.

Tears are streaming down my face, but I feel nothing right now. I feel empty. How is everything supposed to be alright?

I'm in Carmen's room on her bed with her on my other side. I don't even remember walking in here.

"Well, at least now I know who raped you, Sawyer. I'm glad those sorry excuses for humans are dead. I wish our boys wouldn't have gotten caught. How did that happen?" Carmen's voice breaks through my fog.

"Someone saw them. Now that we know they went to the police, that person will die at my dad's hands soon enough." I sound like some emotionless robot right now. Not all myself.

"Good," Carmen snarls. "That person just cost me my older brother." I love this girl.

"Come on, girl, we've been here for hours, and I'm starving. Let's get something to eat and then go to your house."

Since we grew up in the MC, things like the death of other people don't bother us like they would others.

The kid who videotaped my boys did the right thing by most people's standards. Just not the Brigade, since my boys were sworn when they turned eighteen. The kid messed up since he ratted out MC members.

I look at the digital clock on her nightstand, and it's now three o'clock in the afternoon. I hadn't realized that so much time had already passed.

I turn my head to Carmen. "Let's get some ice cream and raid your father's liquor cabinet while we watch some anime," Carmen suggests, grabbing her favorite body pillow. She makes out with her Zero Kiryu body pillow.
Carmen and I have the same taste in white-haired anime boys. I chuckle at my best friend.

I sit up, whopping her in the head with another of her pillows. "Fine, but only because I have the complete series for us to binge-watch, and you don't." I wink at her smiling face, and she peals away from her favorite body pillow. "Bring Kiryu. You can fondle him while I cuddle Kaneki."

She laughs her evil witch cackle. "Bitch, please. Don't pretend you don't fondle Haise like I do Zero." I laugh with her.