The boy who Sneaks i Chapter 80: The Battle of Wits

Chapter 80: The Battle of Wits

"You’re just like your f**king brother," he shouted venomously, as he shook

by the arm.

I smiled. "I’ll take that as a complint. Jake’s the best brother in the world."

"You little bitch," he hissed.

I yanked my arm out of his grasp. "Call them now, drop the charges and I want to speak to them after to make sure it’s done," I ordered. Oh my God, it’s working! It was really going to work.

I heard a car screech up outside and seconds later Jake burst through the door. He looked murderously angry as he bounded towards us with his fists clenched.

"Jake, everything’s fine. We were just talking. He’s decided to drop the charges and leave town. Right, Stephen?" I explained, sneering on his na. Jake looked at , shock clear across his face. He grabbed my arm and pulled

behind him, as he glared at my father. Wow, if looks could kill! I gripped his arm, squeezing gently to get his attention. "Everything’s fine, Jake, just calm down. I’ve sorted everything," I stated, fighting the urge to just let him kill him, but I couldn’t let Jake get into trouble too.

"Sorted everything?" he asked, his eyes not leaving my father’s face who actually looked scared of Jake right now. To be honest, I wasn’t surprised he was scared. Jake could be damn scary when he wanted to be.

"Call them and drop the charges," I ordered. My father sneered at us both and turned to grab his phone.

While his back was turned, Jake looked at . "What’s happened? What the hell are you doing here?" he asked quickly.

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I smiled. "Check your phone."

He frowned at , and pulled out his cellphone. "One voice ssage," he read, opening it and playing it. I watched his face as he listened to it; it went from anger, to shock, to happiness. He looked at

proudly and slipped his phone back in his pocket, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, holding

tightly to his side.

I started to feel a little weak on my feet, I needed to sit down and rest. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep. "Jake, stay calm and finish this, OK? He’s going to leave town. I sent that ssage to Mom, Liam, Johnny and Ruby too, so you just need to make sure he does what he says. I just need Liam free," I said, as I sat down in the armchair behind him.

"You alright?" he asked, concern colouring his voice.

I nodded, smiling. "I’m totally fine. I just need to sit down. You can take it from here, just stay calm," I replied, feeling my body relax knowing that I didn’t have to talk to him again. Jake would sort everything out, he always did.

I watched as my father called the police and dropped the charges. Jake called them from his phone and they confird that the charges had been dropped and that no further action would be taken against Liam. He was hovering protectively in front of

the whole ti, staying in-between my father and . He really was the best brother anyone ever had.

After about ten minutes, Jake turned to . "We’re ready to go, Ambs." He took my hand and pulled

up from the sofa. He pushed

towards the door in front of him, his eyes not leaving my father the whole ti. "You better not co back, old man. Next ti I see you, either I’ll kill you or we’ll be headed to the police station to press charges, all of us. I’m not sure which option I prefer, personally, I’d love to stand there and watch you burn," he stated, with a small smile, as if he was imagining it. He wasn’t joking, I had no doubt in my mind that Jake would kill him, and if Jake didn’t, I was pretty sure that Liam would. "Leave town today!" Jake growled as he slamd the door, pushing

towards his car. He made sure I was in before heading around to his side and speeding off down the road without saying a word.

After about two minutes of driving he pulled over and cut the engine. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles went white. His jaw was clenched so tightly I was surprised his teeth hadn’t crumbled under the pressure. OK, I knew he’d be pissed with ! He took a few deep breaths, obviously trying to calm down.

"What the f**k was that?" he growled.

I winced and looked at him apologetically. "Jake, it worked."

"Do you have any idea how freaking stupid that was, Amber? Think about it, what if it didn’t work? What if I didn’t get your ssage? What if he had decided to hurt you? Or worse!" he shouted, slamming his hand on the steering wheel angrily.

I flinched. He’d shouted so loud and it echoed in the car making it even louder. "Jake, I’m sorry. I needed to do it; it was the only way I could think of to get Liam free. Now we’ve always got that recording so he won’t co near us again," I explained, pleading with him to understand my reasons. He didn’t say anything, he was still really angry. "You should be proud of ," I whispered, giving him my puppy dog face.

He sighed. "I am proud of your idea, Ambs, but that was freaking idiotic. Just because it worked, doesn’t an that what you did was right. You’re supposed to be in the hospital for goodness sake. How the hell did you get out? Oh crap, please tell

you didn’t sneak out or sothing and they’re looking for you," he said, grimacing.

I laughed and shook my head. "I discharged myself. I’m fine, I just need bed rest, which I’ll get plenty of once my boyfriend is out of custody," I said, smiling at the thought.