my stomach felt like it was caving in on itself, there was no doubt that fitz was right. today was the last day of survival without a proper meal since we have stomachs full of alcohol and no actual food. my hands tugged at the seems on this hoodie, wishing i would just yank it off like i wanted, but knew i couldn't.

god, what he said was so fatuous. i don't only use my heart to think? and if i wanted to date matt again that would be my own personal decision! why should it matter to him? it's not his life. "holy shit, faggots we're free!" mason jumped up and down like a kid who just heard the songs of the ice cream man. "police cars! tons and tons of police cars!" racing to the window, my throat clogged up as my vision was blurred with the many lights. slamming myself back i tot he floor, my mind raced with thoughts. all being laced with toxic plots.

fitz and i connected our line of eyesight, both knowing this could go two ways. we could either get taken into custody or whatever bullshit they attempt to pull, or we could be taken out for a nice meal and a walk on the beach. and one of those was only holding on by hope. "move away from the door!" their muffled voices bellowed. mason crawled over to me and sat in awe as the door busted down with one try.

"oh man, i gotta yoink myself one of those, cunt!" mason stood and soon remembers he was only in his underwear. oh how i wish i could hear other people's thoughts. my eyes closed, not wanting to be trampled by the plethora of officers that will rush in.

"everyone on the ground! let's go!" we all put our hands behind our heads and laid on the flooring. they hustle orders to each other and put cuffs on all of us. oh how my poor heart stung as i watched mason cry when they pulled him out of the house.

none of them were being soft either, they shoved you into the car and slammed the door, only hoping to assert their dominance. stupid fucking men. "audrey!" swagger called out as they pushed him into the same vehicle as me. "why is this-"

"i don't know." i was quick to intervene, knowing we had no time to waste sulking. "but as long as we get down to the station, we will get some sort of food." he nods and rested his head on the door. this whole thing was heart wrenching.

"i'm so tired..." he sighed, slowly closing his brown eyes. damn, so was i. my hand wanted so badly to reach over and shake his shoulder. he couldn't fall asleep, not yet.

"swagger, don't go to sleep, stay awake for me." i pleaded, shaking my body and making the car move with my motions as well. "please."

"you're right." he sighed , pulling his head away from the door. "i should await my nice bed." we both stared out the front window, but what my eyes showed made my stomach churn. "cam!" i called out hopelessly, longing for him to hear my cries.

his hair was a mess and tears streamed down his face as they pulled him out, reminding me of mason. he shouted at the people who held his hands behind his back. "no!" cam shouted, attempting to pull himself away. "matt!" eyes widening, i struggle against the cuffs and look around the car for an escape.

what was happening to matt? what was happening to cam?

what was happening to any of us? moments later, matt came walking out with his face bruised and bloody. raising my anger higher than any scale could measure, i banged my feet against the bullet proof glass inside of this tight space. "holy shit, what happened to matt?" swagger choked on his fear as he saw him walk out. "audrey, stop!"

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awaking back inside of the police car, i realized we were driving. i felt the horrible motion sickness that cursed me, causing me to not be able to drive. "eric." i mumbled out, surprised he could even hear me. "what-what's happening?"

"these douches are taking us 'downtown'." he huffed, giving me his undivided attention. "so, what's going on in your head, babe?" how was he so chill? does he know we could be charged with murder? plus, his friends he's had for a couple years now are DEAD.

"i'm nervous. my head is spinning and there feels like there's something sitting on my chest. i'm concerned for matt, cam, and mason. i'm just all around not in a good state." eric gave me sympathetic gaze, looking at me from above. i had almost forgotten about me somehow laying on my back so i could kick out the window.

"ah, you're awake." one of the officers spoke. i could barely hear him over the bumpy roads and from the wall that divided us. "you were out for a while." my head spun in circles. i knew that voice from somewhere!?

"dad?" i questioned, it coming out as more of a statement. his chuckle surrounded me, causing the lack of air to only worsen. "what-"

"audrey, what the hell were you doing at a place like that?" his voice was demanding, he obviously was displeased with my choices in life. "i mean seriously. the first thing we see is a man stripped down to his underwear wearing this helmet?" my voice cracked lightly even though i hasn't even spoke yet.

"dad, what's going to happen to us?"

"you all? well audrey... there were two victims of a murder and you were all found at the scene. as well as a body stuffed inside of a closet." knowing my rights, i kept my mouth shut, proving i had no other words to say.

"hey, do you happen to know if that helmet is in good condition?" swagger asked, moving closer to the transparent wall.

"ya, couple dents from you guys banging it on something, but nothing else should be damaged."