Last Chapter: I frowned as the smell of hard liquor hit my nose and the stale smell of cigarettes mixed in. I slowly waddled away from the car and to the apartment complex. Jackie was sure to have a phone.
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I was confused as to why no one was coming out to see what the noise was. It sure wasn't something you heard everyday. These thoughts subsided as a shrill pain from my leg caught my attention.
I knew I shouldn't be walking on it, but I needed to find some help for us. And since no one was coming out, I was to go look for it.
I approached Jackie's apartment complex door and looked down the list of people living here. I saw the name 'Sandy' and remembered that Jackie was living with her.
I opened the door and made my way to the elevator, waiting for it patiently. It dinged and I made my way inside, pressing the button for the third floor.
With my injuries, one minute seemed to never come. My time in the elevator was infinite, and when it finally opened I bolted out, ignoring the pain that sprang up.
I dragged my leg down to 3E and knocked on the door.
I heard muffled sounds and the scooting of furniture. The sounds of locks being undone made me a little easier, and I straightened myself up, once again ignoring the pain in my leg and shoulder.
The door opened and Jackie's face was stunned.
"What happened?" she asked, quickly ushering me inside. "I was pulling out and some drunk guy side-swept me," I said sitting down on her chewed out couch.
I sighed as the weight was lifted off my leg and my shoulder rested. Jackie returned to me with a wet washcloth that she pressed to my forehead, which was bleeding.
A shrill cry was heard and caught my attention. "What's that?" I asked. Jackie froze and her eyes got all wide. I stared at her and noticed how scared she looked.
"Nothing," she said quickly, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to hold the cloth as she quickly ran off. I watched her hurriedly run into a back room and the crying stopped.
I was at a loss for what the noise could have possibly been. As I nursed my cut, I waited for Jackie to return. While she was in the room, I noticed a phone on a side table.
I reached over and called the police.
I informed them on the accident, and hoping the driver was still out, I told them about him being injured. It took not even five minutes for the police and ambulances to show up.
A tow truck was brought and I watched as my car was taken away.
I was watching out the window when Jackie returned from the back room.
"What was that?" I asked again. Jackie didn't answer me at first and instead inspected my cut. I pulled her hand away and looked her in the eyes.
"Jackie, what are you hiding from me?" I asked seriously. I don't know what I was so interested.
It's not like we were really good friends, and this was some life long secret I was just finding out now. I wasn't some lover, who was jealous and needed to know the truth.
I was some guy who spent the night with this girl and was curious as to what noise I was hearing. Jackie looked back into my eyes and sighed.
She took her wrist out of my grip and slowly took me to the back room.
I entered through the door and paused. Jackie kept going and walked to the back wall. I was frozen in my spot. This was the last thing I had expected to be making the noise.
Well, maybe not the last thing because I had, for about a millisecond, thought it was a bomb and she was an illegal terrorist, but that wasn't even logical.
Feeling a little better, but still uneasy, I walked forward and stopped at the side. I reached in and lifted up the small, but semi-heavy noisemaker.
"I never wanted you to find out," Jackie whispered from her side of the room. It was silent but I heard it anyway.
"Why?" I asked, repositioning in my arms.
"I never intended it to happen, it's something that…that I never planned on in the least bit," She said shakily. I slowly nodded, staring at what I was holding with a blank expression.
"Do you regret it?" I asked quietly. I turned my head to look back as Jackie shook her head. "No,"