TW: Suicide
Darryl POV
I work as 911 dispatcher in my city, I just started working around a month ago and it's gone pretty well. I haven't gotten calls about anything too bad yet.
I had just finished a call with a woman who said her child had gone missing. Luckily, he just wandered off and she ended up finding him. I sat down waiting for the next call.
Another call came in and I quickly picked up, "911 what's your emergency?"
I heard nothing but silence from the other end, I repeated the question and still no one answered. I sighed, feeling annoyed.
Probably just a prank call.
Believe it or not, we actually get prank calls very often, so it's not an uncommon thing. I was about to hang up, but I suddenly heard a sob from someone.
"Hello?" I asked, hoping for a response.
"There's been a suicide." I heard someone say, they sounded a few years younger than me.
All my annoyance faded, "And who's the victim?" I asked, staying professional.
"I am."
I typed quickly, sending information to the officers.
"Stay on the call with me, okay?" I said.
There was no reply as I tried to track the person's location.
There was a loud bang that came from the other end of the call.
A gunshot.
I felt tears spring to my eyes, I failed.
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Later that day I went home and sat on the couch, the call still fresh in my mind. I turned on the tv, hoping to distract myself.
The first thing that appeared on my screen was the news.
"20 year old, Zak Carder was found dead in his bedroom at 7:23 pm after committing suicide."
"The police department says, they just weren't able to get there in time."
I quickly turned off the tv, putting my head in my hands.
This is all my fault.
So hi, this was the bad ending, I do have a good ending in mind, so would you guys want me to write that too?
Also idk if this is accurate, I tried my best to make it as realistic as possible.
