I walked into the store and a small bell noise went off just once. Not a lot of people were there so I walked right up to the counter. “Hi, um, can I use your phone for a quick second?” I asked the guy standing behind the counter. He was a young guy and was chewing gum nonchalantly. “Uh, sure. Who do you want to call? A friend?” He asked as he handed me his phone. “No. 911.” I forced a smile and then dialed the numbers on the phone. The guy cleared his throat awkwardly and went back to doing what he was doing before I interrupted him: typing on the cash register.In about a few seconds, someone answered. “911, what’s your emergency?” I gulped nervously before speaking. “Yeah, a guy is about a few kilometers out of Beacon. He was hit by a car and is injured pretty badly. He needs help as soon as possible. Please” “Okay, ma’am. Help is being sent at the location as we speak. Are you with the injured individual? And is he conscious?” I shook my head slowly. “No. No to both of your q
Liam excused himself so he could get some of his clothes from his place. I had told him that he did not have to stay alone at that huge house and that he could come to stay in the guest room until his dad and Zyan and the others came back. So while he was out, I paced the house slowly, replaying what had happened on the road. I still got chills thinking of it all.The horrific images were so vivid in my mind. I could not stop seeing in my head how we ran over the guy. It all happened so fast and so unexpectedly that it seemed surreal. My phone suddenly began to ring, causing me to withdraw it from my pocket. When I looked at the screen, I saw that it was Zayn calling. I smiled weakly and then answered on the fourth ring. “Hi, baby!” I heard how excited he was, and for a quick second, my mind pushed what had happened on the road, away. “You have no idea how we miss you; how I miss you!” I chuckled in a weary way. “I have missed you too, sweetheart. Are you guys at Rocky yet?” “Oh,
I stared at the headlines on the flat-screen TV for a few more seconds and my heart rate increased. My mouth was dry and I beginning to think that maybe we had made the wrong call. Maybe we should have turned ourselves in. The police could have seen our side and understood us. “The headline reads culprits. Plural!” Liam began to panic. “Do you think that they know that it was us? Or how else would they know that it was more than one person that was in the car?”“I don’t think they know. It has not even been four hours yet. But what I do think is that we should turn ourselves in.” My voice was small, but loud enough for Liam to hear. “What?” He scoffed. “No!” He walked to the couch and sat down. “We agreed that we weren’t going to do that.” I peeled my eyes off the TV and sat next to him. “You don’t have to worry. I could tell the police that I was alone in the car.”“I said f*ck no! I don’t know what kind of hero mentality you have that compels you to take the fall for people, but
I sat at the dining table with Liam as we were being served by the helpers. The chef had made us a special dish and the aroma swirled in the air, causing my mouth to water. I was starving and from the look on Liam’s face, I could tell that he was really hungry too. I had to end the call with Zayn because he said that his battery was low. But I did get his message: he wanted me to stay safe, for me to know that I was loved, and to remind me that the kids were in good hands. As I sat at the table across from Liam who was now digging in his food, anxiety choked me. I was expecting the detective to call at any minute. I was nervous about that but I was also very curious.I was curious to know what the police knew and their plan concerning the hit and run.“What’s wrong? You’re not touching your food. I thought you were hungry.” Liam said between bites. It looked like he was really enjoying his meal. “Is it about the detective?” I breathed out through my nose and then grabbed my fork a
It was a cold Tuesday afternoon, just a week and a few days before Christmas. The Christmas spirit was in the air and everyone was wearing something warm.Snow had finally begun to fall, making the place look like a winter wonderland. Our holiday decorations were already set up and we had a lovely Christmas tree that was very tall. Even taller than me. Zayn and the others were now back home from their trip to Rocky. They had spent a week there. They told me all about it and showed me all the pictures that they took. It really did look like they had fun, and that made me happy.Today also made it a week since detective Stone told me about the headlight that was found at the scene. I have been on pins and needles ever since. She told me that they had tried to figure out the make and model of the car they were looking for based on the piece of headlight but had no luck, which brought me and Liam some peace of mind. She explained to me that they were not able to do it on their own so t
My heart was filled with worry for Liam as I rushed down the stairs. My legs moved quickly and my senses were sharp. I could not shake his distressed voice out of my head. I bumped into Bunny as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs and she frowned when she saw the state I was in. “What’s wrong? Is everything alright?” Her eyes ran over me, looking for any signs of me being hurt. I shook my head and then replied, “I’m going over to Liam's, he might be in danger. Let everyone know where I’m at if anyone asks. And don’t worry, I can take care of myself.” I walked away and headed for the door. When I turned the knob and swung the door open, I noticed that it had started snowing again. It was too cold for the layer of clothing that I had on. I needed much warmer clothes but did not have the time. I needed to get over to Liam’s as quickly as possible. He was just a kid and could not even shift, which basically meant that he could barely protect himself if he needed to.And I knew
Silence. No one said a word after Alex had just confessed. There was only the sound of the clock ticking on the wall. It was past ten pm now. The smell of liquor was the perfume in the living room and the rug under the coffee table looked stained with some kind of liquid. I kept glancing at Liam, waiting for him to say something but he did not. The suspense was thick. He just kept breathing in deeply, as if he was trying to calm himself. “Didn’t you hear me? I said that I was the one that killed your mom. I was the one that was driving, not her.” Alex broke the tense silence. “How did it happen? I want to know. How did it happen? Tell me everything.” Liam’s voice was surprisingly calm. He brushed his thumb on his nose and then sniffled. His eyes were glistening with tears and he kept clenching his jaws.“Liam…”“I said I want to f*cking know how it happen!” Liam shouted and I inhaled sharply. “Tell me what happened.” His voice broke. Seeing him like that was torture for me. It wa
It was now the next morning and I made small movements on the soft mattress as I opened my eyes slowly. I adjusted my head on the comfy puffy pillow under me as sleep fled further away from my eyes. It was a new day and I felt renewed. My lower body was still under the gray duvet and Zayn was snoring right beside me. He was shirtless and his mouth was open slightly. Even in sleep, he still looked really good-looking. When I glanced at the alarm clock by the bedside, I saw that it was seven a.m. Birds were chirping and the beams of the sun ray shone through our thin curtains. It was a beautiful morning. The air was cold but not as cold as last night. It was now a comfortable kind of cold. The one where people built snowmen and made snow angels. It was the kind of cold where people threw snowballs at each other and enjoyed the brilliance of winter together. I sat up and dragged my body off the bed. When I stood up, I yawned and walked toward the bathroom. There was something abo