Life goes on

Catching up: Part 2

"I'm sorry for bothering you. I'll leave you alone now." I said full of sorrow. "It's just Aaron was my friend, he's a nice guy or so I thought. I had my mind set that someone forced him to rob it. I just wanted to believe the guy I fell for-" I sighed before continuing  "I'm sorry, I'll be on my way."

 Ashley looked around, "Your not fooling with me right? Because if your fucking with me right now, I swear."

"I'm being dead honest. Aaron and I were just starting to get close before it got all fucked up."

"Don't swear young lady."

"Sorry"

She took a deep breath before continuing. "Okay, when Aaron robbed the bank I was terrified, I thought 'look at that freak he's a psycho.' Then, of course like Karma he picked me to get the vault open. I was so scared, I thought he would cut me or something. Once out of eye shot of the others he asked me if anyone called the cops. I replied no. He asked how someone would and if they could trace it back to the person who called. I said Ya its proto call so he told me to do it. He told me not to tell anyone because it could be my last mistake. Once it went off we went back to the group and acted like we were unaware of who did it. He questioned people and brought one man back to find out who did it, even though we knew. When they came back it looked like he had been slapped but I brushed the thought away untill know. He made his demands to the cops and then pulled me out of the group again. He told me to make sure I didn't tell, once more. He was pacing when he did, I distracted him or something and he fell ripping his shirt, he had stiches fresh stiches. They looked like they were done the day before by him or someone untrained. It was even bleeding a little. I gasped of course and he told me unless I want to end up like him to learn how to keeep a secret. I don't think he wanted to rob it." By this time Ashley was in tears. " He seemed like a nice boy. I'm not sure what caused him to rob it, but he only seemed tense in the presence of the crowd like one of them would hurt him or something. I know it sounds crazy but-"

I hugged her for comfort. "It doesn't sound crazy. I believe you. You were right he's one of the sweetest guys that I know. I was watching the tv and I think he wanted to be caught. I don't know why but the whole thing seems fishy. I'm glad you told me Ashley. Thank You." 

She smiled, "My daughter will be home soon, you better go."

I nodded before saying "Thank You" again.

I went home thinking about the whole thing. The only logical explanation I could muster was this: 

Blake wanted Aaron to rob the bank. He was unwilling. Blake beat him up or something so Aaron had to make his own stiches because the hospital it expensive and he didn't want people to know his dad hurts him. Blake, his dad, forces him to rob it. In order to escape his dad's horrible being he got himself caught. Now he's protected in jail. 

Ya that must be it.

Aaron's Prov-----------------------------------------------------------------------

 It was an understatement to say I wasn't totally f*cked. I was in prison with a bomb, let me rephrase that, A F*CKING TICKING TIME BOMB Inside me! The police men hadn't been nice at all, they kept shoving and pushing, the whole time I was trying to not hit anything to hard for fear of explosion! Now inside the prison I was extremely careful not to piss anyone off, one punch in the stomach and bye-bye world. At least I think thats how it works, I just know I'm not taking any chances.

Blake had told me that he was going to push a botton to explode it, but I wasn't sure if that was the only way to set it off. Fu*k! Sh!t  I'm so screwed!!!!! This time I'm going to back to 13. Jst like last time I was bunking with Pete the Freak! I was lucky I didn't have to go to 14 even though they were debating it. Now, I'll have a court date in a week to determine my punishment. It'll probably twenty years or something crazy, not that that will matter with my BOOM and all. I tried telling one of the guards about the bomb but he just told my lawyer I should plead insanity. Some help.  I was just releaved I still had a week untill Saturday, I hated Saturday's in prison. The whole every section in one place, it drives me mad. There ain't to nice of people here. Really, I was just worried about running into one fellow.