Its New Years. Im at a New Years party. People are running around and yelling in delight. I just sit there in disbelief with a beer bottle in hand. I get up and make my way through the excited crowd until Im out the door. I see my 2011 Camaro, open my door and slump in my seat. Im drunk but I don't feel like sleeping in my car so I start the ignition. Then I drive and I drive for hours until my eyes are burning with tears. I keep swerving and wipe the tears from my eyes. The street is getting more and more blurry As I do I hear a horn and everything goes black...
I wake up with a pain on my side. Im on the cool black road and roll on my back look at the sky and my surroundings. Its black streaked with gold, pink, and orange. There is trees on both sides of road. Then even though I don't want to I look up at the accident. This is probably what you call an simple accident. We obviously had a head on collusion, the back of both of our cars were just about fine. That's when I remember that someone must be in the other car. So I get up and limp walk to the car and start to pull on the door. I stop to look in the car to see that I hit a female, a young woman by the looks of it. She has long brown hair which was in a messy ponytail, I also notice that she has a black eye and I have been in more than enough accidents to know the car didn't do that. I then realise she is running from someone because there is several lumpy and messy suitcases thrown in the back. Someone is hitting her I think. I try at the door again pulling and finally succeed to pry open the door which was bent in a little. I take her out and lay her on the ground then I feel her pulse. I realise she, luckily, has almost no cuts from the accident. I lift the side of my shirt to see a long cut and it looks deep. I grab my phone and call, according to her ID card, grace an ambulance. Im going to jail I think with a sigh. They ask me where I am and I see a sign not to far down the road that says 'WELCOME TO SEAFORD'.By the time they get here cars are behind the accident honking horns. The ambulance and police are here too trying to get things under control.
Grace was already rushed to the hospital while im sitting in an ambulance with a nurse attending to my side, ''its just a minor cut a little deep but minor,'' says the nurse calmly.
She finishes and I get out of the ambulance two cops walk up to me. ''Sir I need to know what happened here,'' one says firmly.
''It was dark I got in her lane and-'' ''You were drunk,'' the other says holding my empty beer bottle.
''I need you to put your hand behind your back.'' I do as they say then they shove me in a police car.
I sit and wait as they are answering questions and talking to my nurse. Why are taking so long I already gave a statement?
''So why were you drunk?'' I look up from my scratched up pants and at the cop,''uh bad break up,'' I say then looking out the window.
''Boy, I've been married for so long the only time I hear about brake up's is when my daughter has one.''
One police was older and seemed talkative while the other was clearly younger and quieter.
I didn't want to hear the old guy him so I tried to look as uninterested as possible, ''Ill tell you what, I won't put you in jail if you do 200 hours of community service.''
''I don't live in seaford but, my mom did buy a house for her and I so,'' I say not finishing my sentence. ''Great, cause your gonna be here for a little while.'' I feel tears in my eyes...2 years.
Im getting put in their criminal system for D.U.I. They said they're gonna keep me for the remainder of the night. In the morning, I get a map of seaford and a bunch of worried looks from cops. Right now Im deciding to walk to the hospital to check on grace. As I walk down the street I see places like McDonalds and Burger Kings but as I continue the restaurants start to get fancier and fancier. As well as the cars, the go from regular everyday cars to Camaros like mine and Ferrari.
I keep walking until a car slows to about my walking speed,''hey hot boy need a ride,'' a blonde girl says. ''Your car looks full,'' ''we can make space.''
There was seats for five seats and five girls in the car, ''Im trying to get to the hospital,'' ''you need too, you look like you've been in fallout,'' says the girl putting on makeup in the passenger seat.
The girl that was driving scowled her friend before turning to me, ''we know where the it is, get in.''
On cue the door opens, I look inside, there is little to no space. ''Im fine really,'' the girls looks at me with disbelief.
The girls in the back gasp, ''welcome to seaford,'' she says still not believing that I turned them down for a ride.
They speed away hurryingly and continue to walk in silence with a smile on my face.
When I reach the hospital I see grace coming out walking, nervously. The black eye is less noticeable for some reason. Behind her is a tough looking guy in a tank top and shorts. He is about as tall as me, buzz cut, a bit of sunburn and he is clearly trying to show off his muscles. I start to make my way to her when he suddenly grabs her arm.
''Where'd you go yesterday huh,'' he said with hate in his voice.
''I went for a ride and I-'' ''YOU WHAT.'' ''Brody please,'' grace pleaded. ''SHUT UP, I am sick and tired of your ungrateful self.''
The guy who's name I think is brody is in grace's face, ''I didn't get hurt brody but you obviously don't care,'' grace says calmly.
Brody's fist balls up into a fist, he must be the boyfriend. I run up to brody as he raises his fist to punch her.
''Hey,'' I say, getting in front of grace.
I feel grace move from behind me slowly and she then grabs brodys arm pulling him back, ''lets go brody.''
She pulls at his arm moving him away from me.
''Go to the car grace now,'' brody says without even looking at her. ''Not without you,'' she says with continuing to pull on him.
Brody leaves for the car angrily. Not ever looking back at grace and me.
I walk up to grace,''I-I wanna say im sorry,'' ''don't apologise I-.'' ''COME ON GRACE,'' yelled Brody from the his car.
She ran to the car, before she got in the car she looked back at me. Then she and Brody roared off in the direction that my map said where the richest neighborhood is. I looked at the map and its the exact spot I circled in the police station. My mom bought a house there...
Its almost time to get to the community service area to find out what I would do for my 200 hours. If I don't show they put on more time and if its excessive I gets put in jail. I went to a store and bought some new clothes, nothing fancy. New black jacket, white tank-top, black jeans and some boots. Afterwards, walking around looking for this place when I find the Community Service building. Its big and looks like a old warehouse with the words 'The Community Service Office' on it. I walk through a large parking lot until I reach the door and I walk in. I walk in to a open area with a front desk and chairs with about three people sitting there ones a mother with two kids, another thug looking guy with cast and a nerd waiting impatiently.
I walk up to the desk and hear ''MOMMY ITS DADDY.''
I turn to a kid who runs up to me hugging my legs tightly while the mother gets up with her infant child to get him off.
''That's not him, Timmy.'' she said sternly with tears in her eyes. ''Im sorry he thinks every guy in a leather jacket is his father,'' she said not looking me in my eyes.
''Its okay really,'' I say looking at her kid, sadly.
I remember my dad he was a nerd and my mom was a cheerleader. I know weird mix but after some bad decisions she ended up being pregnant at 17. So my dad decided to put me in the foster care system and that's where I met donna.
''You need something, sir.'' said the front desk lady.
''Oh im Jack Brewer, I have to do some volunteer hours,'' I say.
''Give me a sec,'' she says not looking up from the computer. ''So you are in the system for 200 hours right?''
''Yea, well that's what they told me at the police office,'' I say losing my patience.
''Okay the only place that needs volenteers is the 'Home Builder's Association'.''
''That'll have to do,'' I say sighing.
She hands me the papers I have to sign and directions to the place. I then go sit in the waiting area a seat down from the impatient nerd. He looks at me up and down as I sit. Dang he looks pale. He's a skinny guy with longish hair, khaki shorts along with a red and blue button down shirt. The thing that would peg him as a nerd is how pale and skinny he is, he looks so fragile.
''Hello,'' he says still looking at me up and down.
''Hi Jack,'' I say with a bored tone.
''Milton...so why are you here?'' he said with a bit of a timid smile.
I look toward the mother with the kid that hugged me who keeps turning to look at me. I feel guilty and a bit angry, the mother is obviously a young single parent kind of like my mom but still different.
''I uh... hit another car and...I happened to be drunk, what about you?'' I say too ashamed to look up.
''I was arguing with my girlfriend when someone reported me threatening her so I got 35 hours of coummity service to teach me a lesson.''
He looked at his hands in shame as well. I realise that I needed a ride to get to the place I needed to get to community service area where I am volunteering.
''So could you drive me to a place Im volunteering at, I know we barely know each other but...''
''Its okay, i'll drive you, jack,'' milton says with a smile.
Disneyluver89 gave me some tips on my writing, so this should be a bit better written than my other stories. Hope you enjoy.-Angel