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Left Broken

Leila and Harry

It has been a few weeks since that day in the garage has happened. Gustavo doesn't hangout with Nate anymore, instead he spends time with some old friends... Leila and Harry. I like them, they seem pretty chill.
We hangout a lot, and since Leila has a car its easier to go places. Like right now, we're at the park. It's cold outside so we just sit in the car. They hot box it while I just lay across Gustavo and the backseat and enjoy their company. I'm a little uneasy because her tire is flat and we are in a part of the park where cars are not supposed to be and they have weed. But they seem confident so I push those thoughts out of my head. Turns out I was right for having those thoughts...

"Shit that's a cop." I hear Harry say as I sit up with a jolt in the backseat, "He want's us to drive over there."
I panic as Leila puts the key in the ignition.
"Harry can you hold this for me bro?" Gustavo asks while handing Harry a bag of weed.
"He'll search both of you." Leila says as she starts the car and puts it in drive
I look at the cop, the bag, and at my boyfriend...
"Give me it. He can't search me I'll put it in my bra." I say as I snatch the bag and shove it down my shirt.
Leila drives the car over and parks it. The officer goes to Harry's door and has him step out. He pats him down and cuffs him and sits him next to the car. Then he has Gustavo get out and does the same thing. Next is Leila, I'm left in the car as he asks her questions, left to panic. Then he calls me out of the car just as another cop pulls up. They search the car and find Harry's empty weed bag.
"So you guys were smoking." the officer says
"You can't prove that," Leila states, "My car is a mess, that's just an empty plastic bag. You have no proof."
Then the cop starts asking where do we live, our names, and if we smoke or drink.
"Harry Berry. I live on 1423 Vinsel Road. Yes and yes"
"Gustavo Rodrigez. I live by the hospital. 1852 S. Carolina. Yes and yes."
"I live right down the road, 7654 Grand Lake Ave. Yea and yes" Leila says confident.
"I live right down the road from the new station officer. 2364 Jerry St. No and no." I spill as I wrap my arms tighter around my mid-section pretending I'm cold.
My answer shocks the officer as he says...
"Then why are you hanging out with this people?"
I didn't know it then, but that was a very good question. But I just nodded towards Gustavo and informed the officer he was my boyfriend.


Eventually the boys and I could go, while Leila argued with her father, who was brought to the scene by an officer. Once we were out of sight of the officers, I gave Gustavo his bag back and called my mom for a ride.
"What did you do today?" she asks
I tell her, not all the truth, but just enough. She agrees not to tell dad, and we keep it our secret.

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