Pulse

Falling Apart

    "Breaking news, couple that went missing a week ago found safe, alleged kidnapper in custody awaiting trial facing kidnapping in the first degree and attemted rape. Two accoplicies remain on the run for the third day. If you have any sightings, please contact the police. Do not approach. Potentially dangerous, both have a history with armed robbery." The news reporter went on about the case while I sat on the couch with Aaron beside me.
    I got up to use the bathroom and the phone rang. Not expecting a phone call, I furrow my eyebrows and fetch my phone from the kitchen table where I left it after we ate dinner. It's the police. I answer it quickly, "Hello?"
    "Hello is this Aphmau?"
    "Yes it is, why did you call, did something happen?"
    "I called just to inform you that there has been a sighting of one of Ein's accomplices, and there will be an undercover officer patrolling your area, so be on the lookout. Don't panic, we have it under control."
    "Okay, what will the vehicle look like? Aaron will freak out if he doesn't know what the car looks like."
    "It will likely be a green Jeep or a silver Explorer. We will contact you with any more information you might need. If you see them, call 9-1-1, do not approach them."
    "Okay, thank you for the update."
    "Ok, stay safe out there. Have a nice night."
    "You too, bye." I hang up, and slap my phone on the table and sigh into my hand. "When is this going to end?"
    "Are you alright?" Aaron stands in the living room doorway.
    "Yeah." I sigh, "No, not really." I walk over to him and hug him. Tears slip down my face as we stand there hugging. "Everything is falling apart."

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    "Hey, look." Gene stumbles into the candy aisle. "Hic, hey, Ivan, look let's get some." He grabs some skittles and opens them.
    Ivan limps over to him. "Whyyyyy did you not stop wait until I got in the car before you floored it again?"
    "Sorry man, hic, should have gotten in faster. I wanted candy." Gene pops a few skittles in his mouth and hands a few to Ivan. "Here bro, have some skittles to make up for it."
    A store attendant comes around the corner with a box in his hands, stocking the shelves. "Hey dude, you gotta pay for those before you eat them." His eyes widen. "Wait- holy shit!" He drops his box and runs for the front counter.
    "Aw shit man, we gotta, hic, get out of here." Ivan limps to the door, and Gene comes behind him, grabbing more skittles as he walks past.
    Meanwhile, the party store attendant is dialing 911.
    "This is 9-1-1 what is your emergency?"
    "Um, I'm a clerk at the party store on nine mile and North Street, and I swear to god I saw the two remaining suspects in the kidnapping case, I think Gene and IVan? I can't remember if I just remember that they were wanted."
    "Okay, I need you to stay there, don't panic, and try to figure out where they are going. But stay safe, and don't try to stop them, we'll have officers there  momentarily, there happens to be two in the area at the moment. What is your name?"
    "Okay, they were also drunk. My name is Jefforey. Thank you, I'll go try to see if I can find out where the're headed to."
    "Okay, stay safe, bye." And the line went dead.
    Jefforey ran outside to see a rusty, red pickup truck pulling out into the road. "Damnit."

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"Police, put your hands up!" Four policemen had their guns drawn, pointing them at the two men stepping out of the stolen, now crashed, pickup truck.They put their hands up and stepped away.
    The policemen carefully walked to them, guns still drawn, and cuffed them. They took them to the police car and shoved them inside.
    It was finally over.