CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

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Chapter 29

By now, the police are here, and they are taking Jack right now. They are bringing him to a hospital. I guess, he cut himself on the wrist, and broke a vein. He had fallen, shortly after I hung up the phone. I am still shaking from the incident. Jacob is with Jack in the ambulance. I can't feel my hands.

"Um...ma'am, can we ask you some questions?" I tall police officer asks.

"I...I..." I stutter.

I CANT EVEN FLIPPING TALK! SERIOUSLY? I can only stutter, and shake right now. I don't know what to do. It's not like I can just explain that I CAN'T talk. I just look at him helplessly. He understands.

"Maybe tomorrow...around 9 am?" He asks.

"Uhhhh." I stutter....then I just nod.

"Ok. Meet us at the police station down town at 9am." He says.

Then, he just awkwardly turns around, and heads the other direction. I just kind of laugh at his awkwardness. ITS HALARIOUS! He was probably 22, and he's awkward around a 16 year old girl! Haha.

I just shakingly walk away. I know that I can't drive. They picked me up. I don't know what to do. Maybe that police officer, Peter, will give me a ride? I might as well ask him. He will understand.

"Umm...Can I have a ride to wherever they're taking Jack?" I ask.

"Um...they are bringing him to Millard's...." He says.

Millard's is the big hospital, but it's an hour and a half away.

"I....I really need a ride." I stutter.

"Oh...Um, I guess I can take you there." he says, but it sounds more like a question.

"Thanks. I'll pay you or whatever?" I ask.

"It's fine." he says. "I don't mind.".

"No really.." I start.

"ITS FINE!" He yells.

"Oh..umm.." I stutter.

"Hey, sorry..." He says. "I'm just having a stressful day.

"Yeah..." I say.

"Ok. Let's give you a ride then."  He smiles.

"Umm..yeah." I say.

"Ok. Hop in the back." He says.

"Can I ride passenger?" I ask.

"No. My friend is also riding with us." He says.

"Oh..k." I say.

A GORGEOUS blonde sits in front of me. He has wavy blonde hair, and great features. He's nothing compared to Jacob, but I know someone for him...

"Hey." He smiles.

"Hi." I say.

"I....um...I like your shoes." He says.

I look down at my boots.

"Thanks." I mutter.

"umm. I like your.." He starts again.

"I'm dating." I blurt.

"Oh. Um..." He stalls.

"OMG! I'm so sorry. I just...Sorry." I stop myself from murmuring.

"It's um...It's cool." He sighs.

"But!" I gasp.

"But?" He asks.

"I have a friend." I whisper.

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