The man named Dave that I was currently with bit his lip, shaking his head. "Jason, I swear you always do this. Make it quick okay? " Dave said.
"I'll be back in a flash. I promise," Jason promised. At that the younger police officer ran back inside the hospital.
There was a big awkward silence between us. The police officer named Dave then opened the car door for me. "Well, you first," Officer Dave replied. I raised an eyebrow. At first, I didn't think nothing of it, when he swiftly but roughly grabbed me by my arm.
''What are you doing? …."
Before I could finish, I heard him whistle. "Hmm. … you know, for a boy, you're very pretty. Very, very pretty…" He trailed off.
That was it! Snatching my arm from him, I ran back to the hospital, accidentally bumping into officer Jason, who was busy looking at his phone, knocking both of us down. The police man gasped, seeing his phone's screen crack as it hit the ground. "Oh, man. My wife is going to kill me!" He groaned.
"I'm really sorry, sir. I promise to pay for it," I offered.
The policeman brushed it off and got up to dust himself off. Lending me a hand he helped me up. "Aww, kid. Don't worry about it. I'll just tell my wife it broke while I was on duty. Put that money towards your college funds," The police officer replied cheerfully. He then frowned noticing the worried expression on my face. "Hey, kid. You look like you've seen a ghost. Is there something wrong?" He asked, concerned.
I turned away from him. "It's nothing. …" I lied.
Officer Jason raised an eyebrow and grunted. He obviously could tell that I was lying to him, and he didn't like it. "Dave said something that made you uncomfortable, did he?" He asked.
I froze, clearly caught lying to him, and he knew something was up. "Yes, he did. He said I was pretty for a boy, and he grabbed me by the arm," I confessed.
That made Officer Jason upset. "Don't go anywhere near him, okay? Just stay with me, and I'll let the chief know you're riding with him instead. I knew something was wrong with Dave from day one, but I'd never thought he'd do something like this," Officer Jason replied. "Come on, kid. Let's go get you to a much safer place. Follow me," he added, taking me to a different police car.
Their chief was busy playing Candy Crush on his phone, unaware of us approaching his car. Officer Jason knocked on his window, trying to get his attention, while startling the older man.
Lowering the window, the officer tried to straighten himself out, acting as if nothing ever happened at all. "How can I help you, boys?" He asked.
"Nothing much, sir. Andrew here would like to ride with you," Officer Jason replied.
The older officer smiled. "Well, sure. You can ride with me, Andrew. That's no problem at all," he replied back cheerfully, unlocking the door. I was let inside the police vehicle at least this guy wasn't a creep, unlike the other one. I shivered, grossed out from the thought of him. After I got in the car, the policeman smiled at me. "By the way, my name's Bob," he said, starting up the car.
"It's nice to meet you, Bob," I replied, feeling pretty comfortable around Bob. For a few minutes, the inside of the car was quiet, other than the sound of the car cruising from the hospital. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"There's a town nearby," Bob replied. "Bit of a spooky town, but with any luck, that's where your missing friends are. With luck, your friends are in one piece." I nodded, having no doubt that they were. Peter was a smart guy, and somehow, Sam was able to talk himself out of whatever trouble he had talked himself into, and Celina could be pretty persuasive with her words.
*Meanwhile, at the inn*
*Celina's p.o.v*
We walked around the inn, searching for Peter with Jennifer. To be honest, I didn't trust her at all, especially with my life. I couldn't put my finger on it, but Jennifer was giving me a very bad vibe. I don't understand why Sam can't feel it, too, but he thinks Jennifer is as harmless as a housefly. (There's something wrong with her. I just know it,) I thought to myself.
"Hey, Celina. You okay? You look a bit worried?" Sam asked. Although I didn't show it outside, I was flattered that he was concerned, but I couldn't, of course, tell how I felt about Jennifer to him, because she was in hearing range and walking right in front of us. Five minutes had passed, and she still wasn't leading us to Peter. "Um… Excuse me, Jennifer. Don't you think we should head back? Peter isn't even here," Sam said.
Jennifer stopped near a door. Opening it, she walked inside, completely ignoring Sam's question. This was the second red flag for me, but Buckethead Sam couldn't get it through his thick skull. "Jessica?" Sam asked.
Still, there was no reply. Feeling freaked out, I tapped on Sam's shoulder trying to signal to him for us to just leave her and find Peter on our own, but still, Sam wouldn't listen! I felt like ripping out my hair. Oh, how annoying he could be… but still, I love him. When Jennifer didn't come out, Sam got worried. "Jennifer, are you okay?" He called out, but still no reply. Suddenly, we heard Jennifer screaming, scaring both of us.
I don't know what overcame Sam, but he immediately kicked the door down, almost dropping me in the process. "Sam, what are you doing?" I asked. Before Sam could respond, his eyes widened in terror. Inside the closet, there stood the ugliest, hairiest centipede monster we had ever seen. Well, the only one I had seen, but it was definitely hairy.
"Celina, that thing ate Jennifer!" Sam said.
I bopped him on the head. "No, Sam! Don't you get it? That thing didn't eat Jennifer. It IS Jennifer!" I replied. Jennifer screamed louder than a banshee before chasing us. "Sam, we need to hide fast!" I yelped.
"You don't have to tell me twice," he replied.
(What is wrong with this town?) I thought to myself. "PETER, WHERE ARE YOU?!" I shouted.
To be continued…