Chapter 6

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"Oh my God," Emma said, turning back around quickly, staring straight ahead.

"What?" Jay asked, and then heard police sirens in the distance.

"Look behind you," Emma managed to say, her voice near silent, raspy, and shaky.

Jay turned his gaze to the backseat quickly, "Oh shit!" he exclaimed turning back around as the police car neared.

Jay pulled the Station wagon to the side of the road.

"Put your hands in the air!" the police officer yelled, emerging from his car.

They lifted their hands over their heads. Emma was sucking in deep breaths, about to hallucinate.

"Relax," Jay whispered.

"We're about to get arrested and you're telling me to relax?!"

"Get out of the car, NOW!" the cop yelled.

"It wasn't us!" Emma cried, jumping out of the car.

The man pointed a gun at them.

"Good job Nelson," Jay said sarcastically from the other side of the car.

"Shut up," Emma said.

"You two, with me," he said, walking over to them and clacking his handcuffs over their wrists.

"Dude, she's right. We swear to God and every person on Earth that it wasn't us!" Jay said as he staggered backwards, trying to reason with the police officer.

"Don't care," he said and pushed him in the car.

"Sir, it really wasn't us," Emma said.

"You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," he said and gestured Emma in the car, "Watch your head,"

"I think she's seen Cops," Jay smirked at the officer.

The man glared at him and got in the drivers seat, turning his key in the ignition and driving off.

"Do you just want us to spend the rest of our life in a jail cell?" Emma whispered to Jay.

"We won't," Jay sang out sarcastically.

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"This is great," Emma said, sinking in a chair in the police station in Hamilton, Ontario.

"Yes, thank you for your time Mrs. Simpson," the police officer said and hung up, "Your mother will be here to pick you up soon. As for you Mr. Hobart, we couldn't seem to find any of your family,"

"Surprise, surprise," Jay said quietly.

Emma shot a look at Jay questioningly and then turned back and placed her head in her hands, "This is the worst day of my life,"

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"Mom!" Emma exclaimed, jumping out of her chair and running to her mom, wrapping her arms around her, "It wasn't us I swear," Emma said as Spike hugged her back.

They began to head to the exit, Emma turned around and looked at Jay.

"Do you need a ride?" she asked with a small smile.

"I don't want to intrude," Jay said, shaking his head.

"Nonsense, we'll take you home," Spike said with a smile.

Jay nodded with a small smile and followed them outside.

"Thanks," Jay said, climbing into the backseat of Spike's Jeep Cherokee.

"No problem," Emma said, climbing into the front. Spike turned the key in the ignition and they drove off.

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"You can just drop me off here," Jay said, as they pulled up on 5th Avenue.

Emma looked at him questioningly, she didn't think he lived on 5th Avenue, all the houses were large and new, it was very rich.

It wasn't that she thought he was dirt poor, she just didn't think he lived there.

"Okay," Spike said, putting her foot on the break, pulling towards the curb.

"Thanks for the lift, see you tomorrow Emma," Jay said and got out of the car, he gave them a wave and then walked up a walk to a house that was 2 houses away from where they were parked.

"He's a nice boy," Spike said as they drove off.

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"Emma, why would you ditch school?" Spike asked as they walked inside their house.

"Sorry mom, I didn't feel very good," Emma said, sinking onto the couch in the living room.

"Yet you drove off with Jay?" her mom questioned, sitting next to her.

"Mom, I can't explain," Emma said, burying her head in her hands.

"Why?"

"It's too difficult, I'll tell you someday," Emma muffled, and then got up and ran to the basement, locking her door behind her.

"Emma!" Spike called after her, but didn't follow.

Emma sunk onto her bed, she knew she would have to go back to school tomorrow, she had already ditched the first and second day of her junior year!

Just then her phone rang, she grabbed it and pressed the TALK button.

"Hello?"

"Hey Em," Manny's voice said on the other line.

"Hey," Emma replied.

"What's up? You haven't been at school for like 2 days pretty much,"

"Sick," Emma lied.

"You sure? You didn't seem very sick yesterday, except for that whole Jordan thing...is that it? Are you worried about Jordan?"

Emma winced, Manny had been her best friend practically since birth, it was as if she could just read her mind, just like JT, even Toby could even though she had only known him since 7th Grade when he saved her.

"No," Emma lied again.

"Em, come on. You're scared that he's going to do something to you aren't you?"

"No,"

"Yes you are! Why even hide it?"

"Why ask the question if you already know the answer?"

"Em, look, I don't think he's going to do anything to you..."

"You are joking right?" Emma said with disbelief filling her voice.

"Emma," Manny groaned with exhaustion in her voice, "I don't think he's going to risk losing his job to get some cheap fill out of you. It's been 5 years,"

"Exactly, and he should be in jail!" Emma exclaimed.

"Em...calm down, okay? Just relax, and come to school tomorrow, everybody was asking about you, Alex was pretty pissed when she found out Jay ditched too, she obviously thinks you were with Jay or something," when Emma was quiet, Manny continued, "Were you with Jay?"

"...yeah," Emma replied.

"That is so-"

"Don't even start gushing, I don't like Jay," Emma cut her off.

"Okay, I was just joking anyway. I mean come on, what kind of lunatic would fall for Jay Hobart? Anyway, I gotta go, see you tomorrow," Manny said and clicked off her phone.

Emma lay still in her bed for a minute, thinking about what Manny had said, the words flew through Emma's mind: What kind of lunatic would fall for Jay Hobart?

Emma stared at her comforter, "Me,"