Don't Mess w/ Officer Kelly

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Sophie

We took a long relaxing hot shower. And I'll be honest, it helped a lot with the soreness. After we got dressed and grabbed our stuff, we were set to go.

We got out of the cabin and placed our stuff in his trunk.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I'm really going to miss this cabin." He says as he pulls me into a hug and kisses my lips. I love looking into his eyes, especially when he had the whole 5 o'clock shadow going on. It made his eyes glisten even more.

I sighed, hugging him around his waist as he cradled me in his arms.

"We can always come back here on Fridays and Saturdays instead of date night?" I suggested making him smile.

"You know? I love the idea. We can make this into our little piece of heaven. My dad hasn't used this cabin in over two years, I'm sure he won't mind one bit." He says making me smile.

"So it's settled! We'll come back Saturday." I say smiling. He narrows his eyebrows, giving me a pout.

"What? Why Saturday? What about this Friday?"

"You have an away game this Friday remember? By the time you get back, it will be midnight or so. We won't have long to-"

"Nonsense! Coach gives us the option to drive out there instead of joining the bus! Why don't you go with me to the game? We can come back here after the game?" His mischievous smile makes it so hard for me to resist. I bite my lip and.

"Please? We can stop at the cheesecake factory on the way back?" I scuff at his words.

"Ugg, fine. I hate you!" I sneer, wrinkling my nose, making him chuckle.

"No, you don't! You love me."

"No. I hate you, no, let me correct that! I loath you, Logan Spencer. You know my weaknesses far too well." He chuckles, throwing his head back and hugging me tightly. He buries his face on the curve of my neck and moans.

"What?" I ask, curiously. He looks at me, with a slight smile. " I love your smell, you know that?" He says making me blush.

"You smell like fresh-cut peaches. I love that. It's invigorating. Makes me wild." He smirks mischievously making me blush. I lean close, letting him place his index on my chin and softly kiss my lips.

A sigh escapes me as I bite my lower lip. "If we don't get out of here, we'll never leave, and you know that. Our parents are going to be pissed off that we haven't reported back since yesterday after school." I raise an eyebrow maki g him pout.

"Logan?" I say sternly and cross my hands' making him chuckle.

"Ok, fine. Friday night?" He negotiates making me roll my eyes. But he's right. I am so looking forward to coming back here next Friday night.

We take off and say goodbye to our beautiful little cabin. I miss that place already.
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Amber

I glared at the officer taking my report. She typed excruciatingly slow, how can she be so damn incompetent? I wanted to climb the stupid counter and type everything myself.

"Now, are you sure that this young man raped your friend? What did you say her name was again?" She asked as if she did not believe me. I grunted, placing my head on the top of the counter and rolling my fucking eyes.

This damn officer is so incompetent I swear.

"Listen, officer. . . . ."

"Kelly. Kelly Clarkson." The dirty blonde with light hazel eyes and obviously too skinny for a cop stature responded.

"Right. Officer Clarkson. Her name is-"

"Call me Kelly. Officer Kelly." She interrupted me with a big and very obvious fake smile.

"Ugg! Kelly. Her name is Sophia Patterson. Lime I said! She is underage. He is an adult. Obviously, it is illegal for them to be intimate! Am I right? So I'm just trying to be a good civilian and report him. I don't feel safe in this town if you're going to allow underage illicit engagement of such. That's not right!"

"So I'm guessing that your preoccupation through all this is because you are a virgin yourself? And you want the best for your friend as well, . . .right?" Are you kidding me? Does she question my personal life, instead of doing her job?

I was by far- very irritated at this point. "Officer Clarkson-"

"Kelly!" She corrects me with a sneer.

"Whatever. Are you going to do anything about this or not?" I asked irritated and ready to ask for her supervisor.

She gripped a few papers and stacked them correctly, smiled fakely- of course!

"Oh you need not worry darling, I will take care of this matter myself. In fact, I will go and speak with her right now."

"But why? I already told you everything. Why can't you just go and arrest him?" I suggested. I wanted to see him punished for doing this to me. He needed to pay, and pay real good.

"Well, we still need to hear her side of the story hon. And seeing you are not family-related, we need either a parent, guardian, or herself to report him. Don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of this." She smiled and sighed.

She grabbed her keys, badge, and gun and placed them on. "Thomas, going out. Need to check out on a code 148! Can you cover the front desk?" She yelled out to the guy sitting in the back.

"Yup! 10-4, be there in a sec officer Kelly." His hillbilly voice answered making me roll my eyes. I so need to leave this damn town. She smiles, nodding her head and grabbing a donut hole from a bag, along with her coffee and jacket.

" Good! I guess my job is done here. I guess I'll be on my way."

"Hold on there pretty lady. Now, you are coming along for the ride." My eyes widen in shock. Is she out of her god-damn mind?

"Excuse me?"

"You heard! You're coming with- now let's go, darling." She said, opening the side door and walking past me.

"Fuck!" I whispered as I saw I had no way out of this.
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Sophie

We had just made our last turn to the street to my house. Logan was nervous, we were going to talk to our parents together about this. We have always been really close to them, and they know we would never keep anything from them.

I had told mom that I felt ready a few days ago. She was the one that had told me about getting the Romeo and Juliet law before Logan and I gave in to each other.

I was so glad I listened to her. My auntie Kelly and gave me so much advice on this, my auntie was the one who told me where to go and sign for it.

The law literally takes effect an hour after we signed it. So given that Logan and I still had a few hours in between the time we signed and the time we slept together, we were covered of any fault.

My heart skipped a few and I smiled as I saw my aunt's police car parked upfront.

"Oh, babe! Aunt Kelly is here! We can show her the paper! She's going to be so surprised to see we listened to her and mom." Logan smiled nervously, my auntie was a bit intimidating in his eyes. But he still got along with her.

He parked the car next to her and we made our way in. He hugged me from behind making me giggle as we made our way inside.

"Mom? I'm home-" my eyes narrowed, I was baffled by seeing Amber sitting in my living room. My aunt Kelly is in her usual lazy boy chair where she always sits when she comes by.

Mom was walking in from the kitchen with a tray. She held hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies on a plate. My guess, since there were three mugs, was that it was for my aunt, Amber, and one for herself.

"Hi, baby! Oh, Logan sweety it's so good to see you. Be a dear and help me with this will you?"

Logan sprinted towards mom kissing her on her cheek and taking the tray from her.

"Hi, Mis Kelly. Hi Mrs. Patt-, I mean hi Hailey." He said in a sweet voice.

"Hey, bud!" My aunt responded grabbing a hot chocolate from the tray and blowing on it before taking a sip.

Amber looked shocked, which honestly I don't care, but I did on the other hand wanted to know what the hell is she doing in my house?

"Logan, Sophie, have a seat. I need to have a little chit-chat with the two of you."

"Um- ok?" My response sounded more like a question rather than an answer.

Logan and I sat on the love seat across from Amber, mom sat next to her.

"Wah- wait! I'm confused. You're her aunt? Why didn't you mention this when I was making my report? Amber glared at my aunt.

I knew it! I knew she was up to something. I had a gut feeling something like this would happen.

"What report? What are you talking about Amber?" Logan was still naive. He wanted to believe there was still some good in her, but I knew better. I don't trust her, not one bit!

"Officer Kelly it's obvious something did happen between them. I showed you evidence. Now, are you going to arrest him or not?" My eyes widened in shock.

Oh god, I hoped my aunt wouldn't think of taking Logan in and making a report of this. It would completely ruin his record.

"No. Not until I hear their side of the story."

"Oh come on? Are you kidding me?"

"Young lady, I suggest you watch your tone with me unless you want to spend the night in jail yourself." My aunt warned her.

"Aunt Kelly, you can't be serious, are you? I took the advice you and mom gave us. Logan and I did nothing wrong. I swear." I pleaded with my aunt, regardless of things, I knew better than to mess with officer Kelly.

"Well, if that's the case, then I assume you have everything in regulation? Let's hear? Or better yet, let's see." I knew where she was getting at.

Logan had the paper in his back pocket. I looked at him and extended my hand out. It took him a few seconds to catch on since aunts presence made him nervous.

He eventually caught on, standing slightly and grabbing the paper off his back pocket, and handing it to me. I unfolded the paper and gave it to her.

My mom looked at me and winked an eye at us.

I handed the paper to my aunt and allowed her to scan through it.

"Yeah. . . . .yeah. . . . . hot-damn, Patterson blood!" She always says that when she's feeling proud.

" Well, seems all is in order here." She presses her radio and calls for Tommy, her partner. "Thomas, do you copy?" She calls for him, getting an immediate response.

"10-4 buttercup, what's your stat?" His deep voice sounds through the radio.

"Positive stat on the 148- I'll report back soon as I am on my way back."

"Wait- who's under the 148?" He asks making me narrow my eyes in confusion.

"I can not say at this moment. I will report to you asap. Copy?"

"Copy that, see you when you're back."

"Good. Copy-and out." She lets go of her radio button and clears her throat, fixing her posture and glaring at Amber.

"What the hell is a 148? And what is that paper? What does any of this have to do with the fact that they had sex? She's still younger than him."

"Young lady I suggest you watch your tone in my home."

"Now now! Settle down you two." Logan holds my hand tightly, as we see them arguing. I was getting a bit nervous with all this.

"Aunt Kel-" she raises her hand and clears her throat.

"Now, if you are referring to this little paper here. Well-" She holds the paper up proudly and smirks. I know that evil smirk in my aunt's face, it's her- you messed with the wrong person look. It makes me nervous. She means business when she has that look.

"This is no other than the Romeo and Juliet law. Your friend 'Sophie' and her boyfriend Logan, my buddy!" She emphasized his name making Amber widen her eyes.

"Went to see my good friend and Husband, honorable judge Timothy Clarkson." She gets the paper, placing it closer to her face. It was hard for me to contain myself yesterday to not hug my uncle when he signed the paper for us.

He was extremely harder on the questions with Logan, seeing I was his first and only niece. He and dad were very protective of me, but both loved Logan as well.

"Husband? Are shitting me?"

"Watch it, young lady! Now, a code 148- do you know what that is Miss Devoroux? And the penalty for claiming one?" My aunt asked making Amber feel taken aback.

"I- n-no. No, I don't."

"A 148 police code is a fake rape report. Penalty to time in jail! But seeing I'm in a good mood because my niece listened to her mother, I will let it go with 56 hours of community service. I'll see you next Saturday darling. We'll have fun picking up trash by the highway outside of town." She says getting up and beginning to walk towards the door.

"Oh and Logan?" She turns making Logan's face turn red. "Yes ma'am."

"Remember! I'm always watching. Treat my niece right. Or I'll make you spend a night behind my pretty cell number 5!" He smiles and turns to me.

"You don't have to worry about that ma'am. I intend to make her happy all the time."

"Good. I'll be on my way. Now let's go Miss Devoroux before you honor yourself with more volunteer hours."
She gets her keys out of her pocket, twirling them on her finger, and walks out of the house.

One thing I have learned as a young kid with daddy's sister as a cop. . . . you don't mess with officer Kelly. She is always one step ahead.

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