Be My Bad Boy

“Don't stop. Keep walking and look calm. We'll go to my car and get you out of here."
"I don't know anything. I did nothing wrong. Why are they harassing me?"
"They just want a story. They don't care. If you say anything, it will be quote for them. Did you say anything to them?"

"Nothing. Just to leave me alone. It's wrong. How can people just take pictures of you and put them in the paper without you even agreeing? I never gave them permission."
"They're the media. They can do what they want." Andy shrugged and I wondered if he'd dealt with the media before.
We got to his car and he opened the doors.
"I'm glad to get out of there."
"Don't worry," he said, checking his rear-view mirror. "In a few days, it'll be something else. People don't have a very long attention span."
"I hope so."

Unless Dad got found then it would happen again. Maybe it was better for him to stay hidden. Even if he'd gotten us into this mess, I didn't want him going to jail and having to deal with the harassment. I had to find out what was going on. I needed to know the full story instead of being a dumb airhead. Someone needed to fix this mess and it looked as if that needed to be me.
"Can you take me somewhere?" I asked.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Dad's lawyer. I need to talk to him.”

Notes

I know it's short...but I just lost someone because they didn't want to deal with me anymore. I'm too inconsiderate I guess. Hope you like it.