An Unlikely Hero by Jenny Bloom

Author:Jenny Bloom [Bloom, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-04-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

I’d never really been one to back down from a fight. My mother had taught me to not throw the first punch but to be sure I got the last and that was a lesson I took to heart. I wasn’t popular in school and even less so when everyone found out I’d been accepted to the police academy. It was something about being a potential police officer that made everyone avoid me like the plague. Everyone but Amy.

She was a gift. Sweet and soft spoken and always full of kindness. She never met an enemy. We got along so well that we spent every second we could together. Talking mostly. I’d not been much of a talker, but Amy had been. Always going on and on about something she’d watched or something she’d learned. Full of trivia and useless facts. So full of life.

I’d thought we would be together through thick and thin. I’d thought we’d be so much more than that. I hadn’t counted on something as tiny as a pill would break us apart.

It was just a small white thing that I found in her dorm. It was laying on the floor, forgotten. I’d thought at first it was just some cold medicine she’d dropped but the way she freaked out on me when I picked it up spoke otherwise. I was young and dumb enough to believe her when she said she was just not feeling well. I over looked that little white pill.

We began to drift apart after that. I’d ask to hang out only to find she had other plans. I’d bring her dinner only to be told she had already eaten. I’d buy her small presents and they’d be handed right back to me or they’d vanish not long after she’d opened them. It was always the jewelry she kept. Never the poems.

I stopped trying after one particularly bad night. She accepted a ring I’d won in a contest and no sooner had she opened the small gold and diamond band she sent me out. She was tired, she claimed. She’d been sick and wasn’t feeling up to company. She’d call me in the morning and we’d go to breakfast, but she needed to sleep now.

Like a blind fool I did as she asked. I passed the bastard on the stairs as I was going down, I was just to love struck to notice him. I didn’t miss the sound of her voice as she greeted him though. Or the excited giggle that she let out before he slammed the door behind him.

Spending the night crying in the stairwell wasn’t on my list of things to do that day but it was what happened. I sat there until he left the next morning. Until she came down the stairs in her nightgown. I’d cried enough I couldn’t react to her when she began to cry. To beg me to listen. All I could do is stand up and drop the engagement ring we’d picked out together at her feet.

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