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A/N: This is my first big story, so all criticism is welcome. And please review!
A/N2: Lyrics are from the song "Let Go" by 12 Stones
I feel so alone Again.
I know that I need you
To help me make it through at night.
Jack turned his key in the door and pushed it open. He stumbled through the dark hallway and fumbled for the light switch.
He found it and flicked it on. He cringed as the bright lights blinded him momentarily.
He tossed his coat in the direction of the coat stand and walked into the kitchen.
He went to the refrigerator, opened the door, and grabbed a can of BudLight. The fridge door silently closed behind him as he made his way to the couch. Popping the can of beer open, he sank onto the couch and undid his tie.
He lifted the can to his lips and was about to take a sip when something across the room caught his eye.
It was the phone.
The moonlight was shining through the window right onto the table where his phone sat.
The phone itself was not exactly what had caught his attention, but the crumpled paper lying next to it.
The piece of paper had been ripped from a bedside hotel pad, scribbled on hastily with a hotel pen, and shoved into his hand.
Jack got up from the couch, leaving his beer behind, and walked over to the phone. He stared down at the piece of paper and read it for at least the thousandth time.
He already knew what it said, but he could see her in his mind more clearly when he was looking at the words she had written.
815 Waterview Park Boulder, Colorado Apartment 4COr call: (482) 827- 3337
Ask for Joey's Pizza
That's where she was, where Kate was. If she had gotten out of jail.
He closed his eyes, remembering how they had coming banging on his hotel room door…
A/N: So there it is! Chapter 1! I'll post the next one (FLASHBACK!) soon. Just review! PLEASE! And I threw in a little "Hidden Meanings" kinda thing in the address and phone number. Figure it out and I'll use your name as a character. And you'll feel good about yourself.