"I wish my heart could stop racing every time I am around her." Jack lay on the bed that night thinking of Claire, her blue eyes and blonde hair, the smile. He found himself restless thinking of her.
He then turned on his side and saw a family photo from when his mom was asleep, they looked like the happiest family, and in a matter of days, everything fell apart; he then remembered he had not heard of Angela.
He reached down for his phone and dialed her number. It went through to voicemail, thats odd; her phone is always on.
He tried redialing her number it went through to voicemail.
He then called his dad, "Dad, how are you?"
"I'm doing okay, thanks, son; how is your sister doing?"
"Thats why I called you dad; I cannot get hold of her. Have you heard of her?"
"No, son, but I will be home soon; I will try calling her phone."
"Dad? Hello? Are you there?"
The line on the other end dropped; Jack looked at his phone; his mobile lost signal, " dammit, this network."
Jack placed his phone on charge and walked to the shower. As he removed his t-shirt, he heard a door opening from downstairs, and the neighbor's dogs started to bark; Jack walked over to his room window, looking down; the spotlight of his house was on, and he switched off his room light.
And put on his leather Jacket, removing his gun from his bag. He quietly walked over to the room door and opened it; the house was quiet; you could hear a pin drop on the wooden floor; Jack then heard what sounded like footsteps on the staircase; the sound was that of a heavyweight being applied to old flexible oak wood.
Jack peeked through the door when he noticed the lazy red light shining on the wall. At least five lights were shining on that wall; Jack took his back and made his way outside his window on the porch, standing against the wall as he saw the red lights shining out the window, "whoever that is will find me here."
Jack made his way down the ladder as fast as he could; as he reached the bottom, the window opened wider. "Who builds a porch outside a window." said an unfamiliar voice.
"Someone who's smart and knows that sooner or later we would be paying him a visit."
Jack tried to see who was the people in his house, it was to dark.
"Shit my phone." he mumbled.
" I have to get out of here, and try to figure out what the hell is going on here."
Jack had nothing on him except for his car keys, he was wearing only his leather jacket a Denim Jean and in socks.
He ran over to his car and started it as the lights switched on; guys came running out of the house, shooting at the car; Jack fired back. He was hitting one guy in the leg as he sped off, the men jumped in there Jeep and chased after him as he picked up speed, luckily they stayed close to a police station where he turned into.
Jack ran into the police station "Please help they are trying to kill me."
The tall dark in complexion officer, offer to him, looking down at his feet, then made eye contact, Sir, Calm down,
"Why you out there looking for those guys. The cop walked over to the window, glanced through the window there is no one there out there except for your car with a open door, as the officer turned around, out off nowhere bullets came flying through the window.
Shooting the officer in the back. And he fell to the ground Jack jumped to the ground and used the officer for cover from the bullets flying through the window, as everyone in the station jumped for cover on the ground, three officers were shot two in the chest and one in the head, the other four cops draw out there guns and ran to the window firing back.
Jack stood up and and fired back at the jeep. Two shooters were shot as the driver sped off.
The officers radio for back and gave a description of the jeep, within a matter of minutes police chased after the jeep there were gunshots, as they heard a loud crash.
"Everyone stand behind me." said the officer as he held out his weapon in front of him, he told everyone in the station to go behind the reception desk, as he walked slowly to the door, stick his head up holding the fire arm with both hands up straight against his chest.
Afew more shots went off as police cars came fleeing down down the road. There was screams from pedestrians on the road.
As the cop ran out of the door and fired a few shit down the road. Jack hurried out of the police station jumped into the car and sped off in the opposite direction, Jack the leather jacket he had on, had sudden felt like it was sticking to him arm, and it burned when touching the upper part of his arm, he stopped the car in a dark alley switch on the cars lights and removed his black leather jacket .
"Dammit, it's a bullet scrape that ruined my favourite Jacket, he searched around in the back of the car for a bandaid, that's when he noticed something in the car he had not seen before, it was Nicoles handbag, the one with colorful beads on. She had the initial J on the bag.
He opened the bag and found a bandaid, and covered the wound he searched through the bag there was a small mobile phone, on the back it was written backup phone, he scrolled threw the numbers , and the only number he bad recognized was Marcus.
If he phones Marcus from this phone there will be alot of question qbout why he had her bag in the car.
So Jack took out a pen and paper, and under the letter C, there was Calvin, Claire and Craig.
"Wait Claire could this be the same Claire he was thinking of all night? I need to find a prepaid phone."
Jack always had pocket change in the car, He drove for twenty minutes before finding a paid phone close to a liquor store.
The liquor store was full with people, pool tables women in short skirts, leaning over the men, drinking from the same bottles and cups.
Jack stood against the sidewall and dialled his dad then drop the call before his dad answers.
If he told his dad now it would be a disaster? This will make his dad fly down immediately and that would raised skepticism.
He then dialed Claires number which he knew well out of his head. The phone rang for a while before she had answered. " Hello?"
"Hello Claire it's Jack is this a bad time to talk?"
"No, not at all, I am just surprised you calling from a paid phone."
Jacks heart was racing, as he gulped, " I am not sure why I am calling you sorry, if I disturbed you."
"Jack you are not disturbing what is wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, are you busy right now?"
"No I am not busy why?"
"Can I come see you, I promise I won't take to much of your time."
Claire turned and into the mirror, sighing, sure.its fine but don't knock on the door it's kind of late so my parents ask to much questions.
It had started raining harder, and Jack. had difficulty seeing the road signs, he used bus navigation.
How will he let her know he is outside if he doesn't have his mobile phone with him, Jack decided to make a turnaround and go back to his house.
While driving he saw the Jeep from Marcus passing him at the opposite street, he decided to turn the car around and follow Marcus, Marcus was heading in the direction to Claire's house.
The jeep then stopped at the opposite side of the road from Claires house.
Jack parked a few meters away from Jeep out of plain site.
The rain made it harder to see who was in the jeep.
Claire's front door opened up, she had and umbrella, and wearing a raincoat, she had walked up to the jeep, Jack leaned closer to see what they were talking, she had looked stress, and pissed off swinging her arm at the person in the car. The person looked up in the rearview mirror and open the door.
She leaned into the Jeep, "this can't be is Marcus and Claire together secretively tried wiping his window. When the lights of the jeep were switched, Claire smiled and leaves over hugging the person.
As she turned around she walked back to the house the brake lights went on as the jeep drove off. Jack sat in the car leaning back in his seat, when she had switched on her room light. She looked looked down at her phone and smiled.
Jack drove off, and headed back home.