Choices and Even More Choices.

Moving On

              For the past couple days, It's been quiet in this house. Been quiet and empty in this bed without Eric. Still having those thoughts about wither to kill myself right now or to continue on living. I didn't have much of a choice. I just don't know what the right choice was. Therapy didn't help me at all. No one could possibly help me out. I was all on my own. If I do the wrong choice, I will regret it for the rest of my life. There was no going back. 

            To kill the time being in this house by myself, I decided to watch television. I turn on the television and once again the news was on. I've always wondered who the guy was in the car accident. I never really had the time or gut to try to find out who it was. Maybe he was in a rush? Maybe he had a family, he had to get to? I had so many questions that needed to be answered. I didn't want to be stuck in this house, with unanswered questions.

         I get dressed and head myself to the car. I start the car and drive myself to the police department. I didn't seem to have those killing myself thoughts. I started getting a bit anxious to find out who this man was. I park my car outside of the police department and start walking there. As I enter, a bunch of police officers looked at me as if they knew who I was. I head to the front desk introducing myself. 

"Hi, I am Lonnie Clifton and I was wondering who the man was that was in the car accident with that one man named Eric and two children named Melanie and Zach."

"I will get right back to you." Said the secretary. She walks into the back and gets one of the police officers.

"Hi! I was on the phone with you, when I told you the news." Said the police officer.

As I try not to be so embarrassed I say, "Oh hey! yeah, sorry that I left you hanging over the phone. I was just in shock and things. you know?"

"Yeah, I understand. So you wanted to know the man who was in the accident?" He said.

"Yes. That is why I am here." I said, smiling.

"Oh, right. Well follow me" He said.

I follow him into the back with the rest of the criminals. They all seem disgusted to see visitors, but oh well. I wasn't here to see all the criminals.

"Hey, I never got your name. What is it?" I asked, to the kind police officer.

He looks back at me and smiles. "Right, sorry. I am Officer Liam and you are Lonnie Clifton?" 

I smile back at him and say, "That is right, I am Lonnie Clifton. Nice to meet you Liam!"

I could tell he was kind of blushing a bit. Not sure why but, I was here to see the man that was in the car accident. As we go head to visit his cell, Liam tries to start a mini conversation. A mini conversation on how I was doing, after the whole incident. The incident that happened almost a week ago. We finally stopped at the cell but I saw something odd.. It was empty. Liam's eyes widen open and so did mine.

"Um, what is this?" I asked, looking at him very confused.

It took him about a minute to answer me, he escaped. The man who crashed into my husbands car, has escaped. This made him more guilty.

Liam tries to get backup and tries to find the man who escaped. I couldn't believe he would just escape like that! I don't think I'll ever get to see him anytime soon. The man who murdered my husband and two kids. Liam walks me to the front, explaining me on who this man was. 

"Sorry, but he escaped but I can tell you more about him and possibly show you a picture of him." Said Liam.

"I am listening." I said.

"His name is Bryson Allan. He isn't that old but he is thirty-five years old. About 6 ft and has brown eyes. This picture will perfectly describe him." Said Liam, as he shows me the picture.

I saw the picture and I was thinking for about a minute. This man seemed familiar. Not only does he looks familiar but the name sounded a bit familiar as well. I couldn't seem to think straight anymore. I had to find this man. The police needed to find this man, I needed answers right away. Nothing was about to stop me. 

Liam was waiting for me to talk to him. I seemed like I was dozing off into space, but I was just thinking. I was thinking till I had the words to speak. Which I finally had them.

"Well thank you for showing me who this man is and I hope you find him as soon as possible." I said.

He smiles and says, "Yep, no problem. As soon as we find this man I will let you know. But I need your number."

I ask him if he had a piece of paper, I could write my number on. He hands me a tiny piece of paper. Then I write my number. He looks at me smiling, as I write my number. I didn't know what that was about, maybe just trying to make me feel comfortable. I finish writing my number down and, I give it to him.

"Here you go, call me any news or anything. Thanks!" I said.

He blushes at me and says, "No problem, I will. It was nice meeting you! I hope I see you again."

I look at him, trying not to blush. I felt like I was a girl in high school, being asked out or something. I Smiled at him and said, I hope to see you soon as well. I Walk out of the police department, smiling and feeling happy again. I don't know what that was but I feel so happy and it was crazy. The way he looked at me, made me feel something. Something big and special.. I couldn't point my finger on it.

I get in my car with happy thoughts. The happy thoughts, I didn't seem to have after the car accident. I hope I could feel this way again. Feel the happiness instead of the pain. The pain that was in my heart. Maybe that therapist was right, I did need a closure. Maybe I was getting close to that closure. Maybe god was trying to help me out, on finding that closure. That closure could possibly help me. Help me, find that happiness again and to move on. Biggest question is.. Was Liam going to be the best big thing in my life? Or will he just make things even more worse to ruin my happiness?