Chapter Thirty Three - "She Won't Be Long."
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Avery's P.O.V

"Up, up, up!" I hear a voice say as they walk into my room without even knocking. I groan and rub my eyes, a frown settling on my face. Claire groans and grabs a pillow, throwing it over her head.

"Go away!" Claire grumbles and when I feel the blanket being ripped off of my body, I squeal, jumping up and looking at the culprit.

"Dad? What the hell?" I ask, immediately looking down at my outfit. After realising that I am in my pajama pants and a singlet, I let out a sigh and look up at my father.

"You have to get ready. We are leaving to go see Helena in twenty minutes." My father says before walking out. I look over at Claire who is still holding the pillow over her head. I slide out of bed and walk over to the blow up mattress.

"Are you going to stay here?" I ask and Claire peaks up from the pillow, one eye open as she stares at me.

"Who is staying?"

"River, my mom and maybe Aunty Heather if she comes back from her night out." I explain and Claire nods.

"Okay, I'll stay." Claire says and when I begin to move to the door so I can go have a quick shower, Claire calls my name. I look over my shoulder and raise my eyebrow at her.

"Yes, Claire?"

"Be a friend and make me a cup of tea?" Claire says with a grin and I roll my eyes, walking out of my room and towards the bathroom.

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As my father and I leave the house and make our way to the car - I wasn't going to ride on his motorcycle ever again - I look over to the left and look at Ryan's house.

I still can't believe he touched Patrick's sister...

I shake my head slightly, not wanting to think about that, and get into my father's car. When the car starts, I immediately go to the radio, searching for a station that has good music.

"You and your music," My father comments, doing his seatbelt. I grin at him and listen as Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes begins to play. Before the chorus starts though, my father quickly changes the station to the one that plays all the old music.

I gape at him, my eyes wide. "How dare you change Shawn Mendes!" I say and my father reverses out of the driveway, a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry to say this but he sucks."

All of a sudden, my hand reaches out and slaps his shoulder, growling at him. My father laughs and I turn to look out the window, my teeth gritting together.

You suck, dad.

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"So this is the place where they are keeping Jade..." I mumble to myself as I step out of the car. My father appears by my side after a few seconds and huffs in annoyance.

"I say this isn't enough." My father grumbles and I roll my eyes, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the entrance. The huge grey stone walls that are caging thousands of prisoners stare back at me as I take in what I am seeing.

The officer at the door stops us from entering and he looks down at the both of us. He grabs out one of those metal things that see if you are carrying anything metal and tells me to step to the side.

My father sighs and raises his hands across, like a plane, and closes his eyes for a brief second before opening them. The officer begin to move the metal thing around, listening to the slow beeps.

When nothing happens, my father steps away from the officer. That's when the officer looks over at me and I walk over to him, doing exactly what my father had just done. When nothing happens to me either, the officer nods.

"You two are clear," The officer says, walking back over to the door. "You are free to enter." The officer adds and we both walk into the prison, stopping when we notice a few people on the seat crying, handcuffs around their wrists.

If you actually think about it, the main entrance looks like a hospital. It is clean and there is a large desk that goes along the entire space of the room, leaving only ten metres between the door and the desk. There is a row of chairs on either side of the room, pressed against the wall and a few officers stand beside them, looking down at the new inmates.

"Come on," My father says, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the desk. One of the lady's approach us and sit in the chair, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

"How may I help you?" The lady asks and my father rests his arms on the wood, looking down at the lady.

"I am here to see Helena," My father says and when he doesn't say anything else, I chime in.

"She's an officer." I say and the lady nods, beginning to type on her computer. When she is finished, she grabs the phone and presses it to her ear, pressing numerous numbers.

"Hello, Helena? I believe that two people are here to see you." The lady explains and after a few seconds, she nods and hangs up the phone.

"Take a seat. She won't be long." The lady says and we both nod, walking over to the other side of the room where no one is sitting. When we both take our seats, I turn to my father.

"I feel like this isn't going to go well..."

"You're not the only one, Avery."

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Well, I know this is a short chapter but what do you guys think? What is going to happen? Tell me what you think!

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