Chapter 11: Guess Who?
"May we speak to Trix Curtis," asked one of the cops.
Everyone looked at me. They were wondering what was going on. I wanted to find out the same thing. I walked outside and Cathy shut the door. The cops and I went next to their car and they started.
"How are you doing today?" one of them asked.
"I'm okay."
"What did you do yesterday?"
"I just hung out with my family and friends."
"Uh-huh. We've heard differently."
"Excuse me."
I was getting a little mad.
"Did you ever walk over to the local park?"
"Yes."
"You're under arrest!" yelled one of the cops.
Before I could do anything, they had me on the ground slapping handcuffs on my wrists. I looked up to see Danny shooting out of the door. I knew he was about to attack the cops. Luckily Pony and Soda caught him before he reached them. I was about to yell stop to him.
"Let him go! Let me go!" yelled Danny. He was struggling to get out of the grip. I didn't bother to try to get out of my grip. I know that would have gotten me in more trouble. I still didn't know what I had done wrong? Ponyboy must have read my mind.
"What did he do?" yelled Ponyboy.
"He has been charged with assault on an underage male."
"Who?" demanded Danny. "Who would my dad attack!"
He was still struggling to get out of his uncles' grip.
"On Matt Jones."
Danny stopped. I looked up. Who was Matt Jones. That name sounded familiar.
"Repeat that," Danny said calmly.
"Matt Jones."
The cops yanked me up and threw me into their car. As they drove off. I took a glance to out of the back window. I saw Danny running after the car yelling for me. This made the situation even worse. I hated to see him like this. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. We turned a corner. Danny couldn't keep up.
The rest of the ride was just a blur. I remember walking down the cell hallway. Looking straight ahead. Ignoring the rest of the psychos there. I didn't want to be here. I hated this place.
I sat down on the bunk in the jail cell. They told me that I had a cell mate that would be there in a minute. I hope this guy wasn't nasty.
As I sat there, I wondered what everyone else would be doing. It must have nearly killed them to see me hauling them off. And I didn't even do anything! Who was this guy. Matt Jones. Matt Jones. Matt. Wait! It's probably the guy that used to go out with Rachel and was best friends with Jack. But what did he have to do with me. Or Danny? Was he just being stupid about the situation.
My thoughts were interrupted by someone at the cell door. I didn't pay any attention to him. I expected the person to say something smart. But it surprised me by what he said.
"Trix?"
I looked up and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe what I had just saw. I looked like Soda did the night Darry hit Pony. There standing at the cell entrance…was Bryon Douglas.