Caleb P.O.V
I look out the window and saw the old amusement park pass by , "so am I sir...so am I"
I hear the sirens before I see them. I look behind me to see what unlucky person got caught, but I'm surprised when three police cars zoom by but one pulls over to the side of the road. I feel the car I am riding in slowly come to a stop, I think nothing of it. I am to deep in my own mess to care about anything right now. I lay my head on the cool window and close my eyes wishing I had my iPod, I could drown myself in music instead of my sorrows.
Seconds after I closed my eyes the door swung open and I toppled out of the car and onto the cold ground. I thought about laying there for a second, I see no use in life. My family is gone, everyone I ever loved is dead. So I stayed their on the ground until someone yanked me up. I winced as the pain shoots from my wrist to my shoulder.
"Your under arrest, son. We believe that you and your friends are apart of the chemical explosion that killed over 200 people" I heard what he said but I wasn't entirely their mentally. I just nodded and put my hands up, probably looking like a drunk teenager even though I was 21. I heard them start talking then my face was against the dusty car roof, I felt the hand cuffs tighten around my wrist. But right before they put me in the car I heard a muffled scream, "CALEB", I turned around and through the tinted windows I could barely make out a blonde headed little girl waving her hands around. That shocked me back to reality, I looked back to the officer that had a hand on my neck.
"They aren't dead" I whispered my voice croaky from so much crying. The officer looked at me with sad eyes, I felt the tears start streaming down my face again. "Please say yes" I whispered, he smiled "yea son, you aren't alone on this dying planet yet" he said while putting me back in the police car. All the way to the police station I smiled and hummed little kid songs while swaying back and forth with my hands behind my back. The two officers kept looking back at me ,"are you feeling all right son" they asked me multiple times, and every single time they asked I would smile even wider and say "never better sir, never better".
"Maybe we should take him to a mental institution" the one in the passenger seat suggested. The nice officer looked at him, then back at the road. "Well listen, he's going to jail and acting like he is Robin Thicke when Miley twerked on him". The nice officer and I looked at him like 'really, that's what your thinking about right now'. He reminded me of the man from the movie White Chicks, you know the one that was a little on the left side. "Wow, you really are disgusting" I said reciting a line from White Chicks. The nice officer laughed getting my joke and I joined in with him and soon the other officer joined in.
We arrived at the station and most people would be nervous but I was excited, my recent sorrow was gone. I wasn't alone on planet earth, I'll admit I was feeling like Jaden Smith from After Earth. I felt like I was alone on earth, cold and afraid of what was going to happen the next second, but I got what I needed. My sisters were still alive, they may not be mentally sound but they are still alive. The two officers walked me inside the police station, I kept a stupid grin on my face and said hi to everyone I saw. Every step I took my smile got wider and I got a little bit more jumpy, until we reached a room with a metal table and 2 metal chairs sitting across from each other. My smile faltered, "where is my sisters" I asked the officers that were behind me. They didn't answer me, just led me into the room and sat me down undoing my handcuffs and leaving without another word.
I sat in that room for what felt like hours but I knew that it had only been about 10 minutes. When the door finally opened I jumped out of the uncomfortable metal chair and looked at the lady that walked in. "Where are my sisters, Tris and Emily Prior" I asked starting to panic. The lady slowly walked to the table, letting every click of her hills echoed through the room, she sat down and looked up at me I sat and waited for an answer. "Hello, I am Tori and I am sorry to tell you this but Beatrice Prior is in the hospital and Emily Prior is in DHS custody".
Authors Note: I hoped you like, don't worry I am making another chapter right now that will show you what is actually going on here, everything is not as it seems. LOV U GUYS! YOLO!
~LIYAH