"911 what's your emergency?" I asked receiving a whole lot of screaming and crying on the other end.
"Mam what's going on there?" I asked.
"My ex boyfriend is holding me hostage in his basement." A woman suddenly whispered.
"Okay do you know your location?" I calmly responded.
"Yes, it's on Maple st, but the address is fuzzy.."
"Okay we're going to try to track you through your phone." I said already running a scan.
"Okay hurry! He's coming back downstairs!" She cried.
"Does he have a weapon?" I asked.
"No just his guitar, he's been singing me love songs for the past hour! He's crazy he claims that he's the next Ed Sheeran!!! ..and he's not even a good guitar player." She admitted.
"He's coming!" She whispered.
"Don't hang up."
"Baby, I think your going to love this song!" A man said strumming a guitar really loudly and singing some really pitchy notes on how much he loves her.
"Alright we've got her location...sending cops now." I said more to myself than anyone else.
I stayed on the line and endured this girls pain of listening to this man's screeching that he called singing.
"When your leg's don't work like they used to before.." He said breaking out into a Ed Sheeran song.
Good God..I felt insulted for Ed Sheeran.
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I soon heard sirens and the mystery man's guitar playing and singing had seized and I realized that the cops had finally arrived and it looked as if the girl was going to be alright...that is if she wasn't deaf from all those horrible notes he was hitting.
"BABE, BABE!! WE COULD'VE HAD IT ALLLLLLL ROLLLIINNGGG IN THEEE DEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP!!!!!!!" He belted out while being carried away by the authorities.
"Y/N, thanks for the help!" The woman cried.
"No problem." I smiled still hearing a man's sobbing in the background.
I soon got the okay that the situation had been handled and I was able to get off the phone and start taking another call of distress only this call was a bit different.
"911 what's your emergency?" I asked calmly.
"My dad accidentally stabbed his hand with a knife!" A young woman screamed.
"Woah..okay did you wrap it up to prevent further bleeding?" I asked.
"Yeah I did-wait Y/N is that you!?" The girl asked.
"Huh wait-Hailie!?" I gasped.
"Y/N oh thank God it's you!! Dad is bleeding every where and I don't know what to do!" She cried.
