"So it appears that hiding in someone's driveway with binoculars is grounds for an investigation," I whispered to Jacks.
"Wow, you think?"
I wasn't sure how to respond to that.
"Yes?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes. The Officer, who I shall refer to as 'Sir' because I was unaware that officers of the law had actual names, was standing in front of us, rolling his eyes.
"Okay. I'm not sure what stunt you two were trying to pull, but yes, hiding in someone's driveway with binoculars is indeed grounds for an investigation. An informal investigation, as neither of you have a criminal record, but an investigation nonetheless."
"I PLEAD THE FIFTH."
"Eddie, you're an imbecile."
"I take it that's a bad thing?" I questioned in response. She sighed.
Needless to say, Sir let us go pretty quickly. Jacqueline thanked him, and I was just confused, and mildly insulted.
"What do you mean, you 'don't need anything else'? Am I that non special to you? I require a lawyer, my good Sir, this is absolutely unaccep-"
"Eddie, I say this as nicely as possible. Shut. Up."
Sir just sighed.
"I agree with your friend over there."
"Well," I huffed, "excUSE ME. I just thought it may be important to know that my plan was not to be stalkerish, but more of aa psychopathic type."
"Dad? I got your phone call?"
And then, the fabulous blonde head popped out from behind the door.
"Did you need someth-oh, hey." He blushed a little bit. I waved sheepishly.
We stood in silence for a moment. Jacqueline coughed. I looked from Jacks, to Ryan, to Sir, then back to Ryan.
"Dad? Why do you have them?"
"I thought you might be interested in knowing he was attempting to stalk you." Sir said smugly.
"No, he wasn't. I told him I'd be out in a minute." Ryan winked at me, "We were going out for coffee."
"We were?" I asked.
"You were?" Sir asked at the same time. I smiled as widely as I could. I hoped he bought it.
"They were." Jacqueline chimed in.
"We were." Ryan smiled at his father.
"Hey, Ryan?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Your hand looks heavy, can I hold it for you?"
"Always." He winked. Sir looked astonished, and just kind of shut up. Meanwhile, Jacqueline began walking out, with Ryan and I following, hand in hand.
~~~~~
"I can't believe you found where I live!" Ryan was laughing out loud.
"I mean, Jacqueline is an A-list level stalker."
"Once you have a name and number, the rest is easy." She blushed.
He continued to laugh, "Now let me get this straight. So you, Eddie, thought I was hot, and decided stalking would be best? Calling me would've worked just as well."
"Well, you know, I'm just talented like that."
"Of course you are." Jacqueline said, giggling.
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One Wrong Turn
Historia CortaWarning. This story contains bits of self harm, suicidal thoughts, heartbreak and heartache, sexual abuse, violence, and a failed pineapple upside down cake. Read at your own risk. "This is gonna go well or my name ain't Barack Obama." "Your name i...