Pretty Little Liars: 17 Years Later

Chapter 19

Ralph Rivers *POV*
I have been walking for hours now. I had to get out of that crime scene of the Grill. I was covered in blood from the explosion and the glass. I felt bad for leaving everyone there but I needed to get to a telephone. In the explosion, my phone smashed meaning I couldn't call 911. I could see a phone box in the distance. I ran over to it holding my neck which had numerous cuts all over it. I quickly dialed 911. "911, how can I help you?" The male officer said. "I need help!" I said uncontrollably breathing. "Sir, what service do you need?" The officer demanded I could hear him typing. "All 3! My friends and family are getting targeted and the place we were eating just got exploded!" I said word after word very quickly and panting for breath. "Okay, sir, I will need to know your name and where the incident occurred," the officer calmly said. "Are you serious right now? Didn't you hear the explosion?" I said sarcastically. "What is your name, sir?" The officer said again this time more demanding. "My name is Ralph Rivers," I said finally calm. "Okay, Ralph, the services will be there very soon!" The man said and I hung up the phone. I needed to get back to the Grill, I needed to help my friends and family.