"Hey Jess, it's me, Gary."
"Oh hey Gary," I continued to run as I talked.
"Hey, so, what's up?" he asked awkwardly. I looked behind me and the man was getting closer, I made a quick turn into Navesink's school parking lot, and did a loop out the back. He stayed behind at least 200 yards now, but he was still following me.
"Gary I have to go, I'll talk to you later." I responded quickly, I started to run faster, I had to call the police.
"Jess, what's wrong, why do you sound scared and out of breath?" he questioned
"I'm out jogging, and there's this man following me, and it's freaking me out, I'm going to call the police, I'll talk to you later." I replied quickly.
"Wait! Where are you right now?" he asked.
"I'm like 5 minutes away from Bayshore middle school why?" I had to get him off the phone.
"Run, as fast as you physically possibly can. I live right near there. I will be there in two minutes." I heard the car door slam shut, and I heard him start his engine roar. I couldn't believe he was actually coming to my rescue. I did as I was told, and I sprinted towards the school. It would take me 3 minutes; if I could stay at this pace. I looked behind me, and the man was running just as fast as I was now. I was scared to death. "Jess, where are you? I'm here," I forgot Gary was on the line. The cold air, started to sting in my throat and nose. My face was getting numb, and I could tell it was getting hard for Crystal to keep up. I knew she could protect me. But she was only 9 months old, and is still a little baby.
She hated this one girl, who was sort of my friend, but she loved Donna, and Heather, which tells me she can sense my real friends. As I got closer I could see Gary's beat up gold Catalak in the parking lot. I ran faster than before. I was almost there. I got to him, and he got out of the car, he opened the car door for me (what a gentleman) and I had Crystal get in. I looked behind us and I could see the man about 100 yards away from us. "Get in the car, lock the doors, and don't open them." He instructed.
I shook my head, "No, get in the car with me, we can drive away, and no one gets hurt." I didn't trust this man, the whole time his hand was in his pocket, and as he got closer I could tell he had a gun. I started crying, "Please Gary," I begged, "please!"
"No! This bastard is going to get what is coming to him." He replied. I was lucky, if need be I was highly trained in karate. My dad's a fifth degree black belt, and my Grandfather I believe was higher.
"Fine," I got in the car with Crystal and locked to doors, I looked around and Gary was gone. He left? I was scared to death. I heard a tap at the window and slowly turned my head towards it. There was a gun, pointed at my head, the man standing at the door. I looked at him and I saw a shadow from behind him, Gary jumped on him, and I squealed. I grabbed my phone and dialed 911. It rang twice and I got n answer.
"Hello? 911, what's your emergency?" the operator said calmly.
"My name is Jessica Linkins…I am currently in the Bayshore parking lot. There's a man with a gun, fighting with my friend. He tried to kill me. Please I'm scared."
"Stay calm. An ambulance and the police are on their way. You should have help in 3 minutes." I hung up the phone, the man with the gun was on the ground and I jumped out of the car, Gary was on the ground, knocked unconscious, "Gary, please get up, please Gary, please!" I cried. He opened his eyes and stood up.
"Did I get him?" he asked. I shook my head yes, "Jess look out," he pushed me out of the way and jumped, where he looked like he was going to tackle me. It's like it all happened in slow motion. I heard the shot, I saw the bullet, and I saw it hit Gary, right in the leg. He fell to the ground and got extremely scratched up I hid behind the car.
Gary was losing blood fast. I ran behind the car, and I was two feet away from the armed man. I got behind him and kicked him between his legs. He fell to the ground. I smashed his head with the hardest kick possible. I took off my sweatshirt, and ran to Gary. He was unconscious; I put the sweatshirt on his wound and put pressure on it. I heard the ambulance, and I could see the police car lights. They rushed into the parking lot and jumped out of the back with a stretcher, they put him on one and the man with the gun, on the other one. The paramedic looked at me, and saw the tears rolling down my face, he didn't look much older than Gary, I was guessing he was 21. "It's going to be okay, he's going to be fine. Do you want to ride with us?" he tried to comfort me.
