The Opposite Of Good

[66] Needs Me

My heart felt like it was being ripped out of my chest as I watched the ambulance take off and race down the street with my Amara inside, getting further away from me with each passing second.

Things were never supposed to be this way. Ever.

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I was pissed.

I hated that they kept me here at the station when Amara needed me at the hospital.

She's fighting for her fucking life when I'm stuck behind bars. I'm supposed to be with her right now.

"Justin Hazard, the detective wants to see you." A policeman announced as he opened the cell I've been kept in for the past two hours.

I get up from the floor immidiately and curse the policeman as I walk out. For his own sake he ignored it and led me to the detective's office.

Once I'm in there, I sit on the chair opposite him and he leans his elbows on the desk before me and smirks, in hopes to appear intimidating. I have been in this situation countless times that it does not scare me anymore.

My jaw clenches as my mind travels back to my gang days.

"I'm really not supposed to be here detective. I shot Benjamin Hart to prevent him from killing Amara, his own niece. I was protecting her because him and Bianca had kidnapped her to kill her. If you don't believe me then you can ask Bianca's mother, Daisy Banks. They had this plan all along, to lure her to the motel and then to kill her."

Surprisingly, he nodded. "I get that part pretty well Mr Hazard and Bianca Banks will be jailed for that. However, how did the same Amara you were 'supposedly saving', end up being shot by you?"

My head was spinning. Didn't they hear it already? It was a fucking mistake. A terrible one at that and their insinuation does not even make sense.

"I thought you had to be smart to be a policeman but then again...I guess not." I shrugged, irritated by all of this.

"Let me guess, you were going to save her but somehow ended up shooting her and it was all a mistake, right?" He ignores my remark and continues with his unreasonable accusations.

I sucked in a breath, not willing to say anything else concerning the shooting. I despised the implication that lined his words but I wasn't going to comment any further concerning the matter without a lawyer. "Where is Bianca Banks?"

He looked taken aback "She's in the same station getting questioned like you are."

"Good. Because she's one who you're actually supposed to keep here, not me! I was only there for Amara's rescue. How's that so difficult to understand detective?" I was getting annoyed, I shouldn't even be here. Amara needs me and they were just wasting my time.

"Speak to me like that again and I'll make sure you turn 89 in this very same building." He threatened and I almost rolled my eyes or cursed him but I didn't do that. I knew I had to be in my best possible behaviour in order to get out of here sooner although I couldn't say I had been great at that. Amara needs me at the hospital with her, not locked up in some jail cell and being questioned by bored policemen who refuse to hear me out.

"I'd like to make a call."

I'm taken to a calling center and I wait a short line until it's my turn. I'm uncertain who to call first but I find myself calling Levi. He was with us a few hours ago at the motel but he arrived late after the shooting because when I went looking for where they took Amara, I drove by myself as quickly as I could to the motel once I knew she was there.

"Levi? It's Justin."

"I am actually on my way there right now. You don't need to worry about shit, you'll be out before the end of the day, tomorrow maximum." I'm relieved to know that I'm not gonna be locked up in here for long.

"Thanks but that's not why I was calling Levi. I need to know about... Amara. How is she doing? What did the doctors say?" I ask and close my eyes for a bit, I still couldn't believe the pain I purpolessly inflicted on her.

All this seems too unreal to be real. And it hurt like a bitch knowing that I was the reason for her ending up in hospital. From the beginning.

"Uh... I actually don't know man. I was there when she got admitted and all but I only left when her friends and Nick arrived."

I've never had this feeling before...the only similar one was when my mother died. That was the only time I felt something close to this. I was tearing myself apart inside, I didn't believe that everything happened the way it did. I didn't want to believe it because only will I then feel what was left of my sanity.

I didn't know what to do with myself because I was a mess. I just wanted to see her so that I could at least attempt to better the pain she was feeling...to better the pain I was feeling...even if it will make it worse.

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