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// Day 3: Cops 
// Story: Rain 
// by Commando-Scarecrow 
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I awakened the very next morning to hear two things. The first one was Rain's ungodly loud snoring. Seriously. She might be beautiful, but she sounds like a freaking fog-horn when she sleeps. The second sound I woke up to was a series of loud and obnoxious knocks on the door to my room in the Motel 6 I stayed at. Knowing that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep after hearing both noises in unison, I chose to just get up and answer the door. The knocking progressively got louder, so I had to get loud right back. "Hold on!" I shouted. "I'm coming!" Even with all three noises in unison, Rain was still out-cold. As I opened the door, I was suddenly struck completely alert by the sight of my "guest" It was a police officer. Great... I rubbed my eyes, trying to get the sand out. "Anything I can do for you, Officer?"
"I'm Officer Dave," he extended his arm for a handshake, so I obliged him. The cop was shorter than me, maybe standing at about five feet, eight inches. He had brown hair and didn't look much older than me. Maybe 27 at the oldest. "We heard reports yesterday of a girl screaming about, and I quote "Where the hay am I?"." He looked at me with a suspicious face. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you, son?" Why was he calling me 'son'? He wasn't even out of his twenties.
Then a couple of different things crossed my mind on what I should tell him. You were called about that yesterday, and you just decided to stop by here today? You guys are terrible at your jobs! That was what I WANTED to say, but I didn't. Pissing off the cops was generally NEVER a good idea. But he was right about the yelling, so what I had to do was come up with a convenient, but believable excuse. Damn it, Miles, think! That's when something left my mouth that surprised both of us. "We were role-playing." WHAT?!
He looked about as surprised as I was on the inside. I had to keep a poker face, though, so that he wouldn't think something was up. "You mean like Dungeons and Dragons or..." he trailed off almost like he didn't want to actually say it. Well, I thought thankfully, at least I got him baited.
Now I only had to hook him and real him in. "Which one do you think?" I had to try and keep a straight face or at least a fairly convincing "you would not believe what I did the other day" face".
"But received reports of her shouting what happened to her face and body."
Alright, he was starting to believe the initial lie I told him. Now I just had to elaborate on the details. "Yeah..." I let out a fairly convincing chuckle. "That was a part of the game. You ever hear of Stockholm syndrome, Sir?"
He nodded like he was beginning to understand more thoroughly now. "Yeah, it's when a captive begins to identify and befriend the person that captured them." Then it dawned on him. "Ah." He began to write more notes down, apparently thinking this was going to make one helluva report to his CO. "Do you have any handcuffs to verify your story?" He continued to write more down on his note pad. Maybe he was taking notes for his own love life. That was another thing I wanted to say but didn't.
And luckily, I did have handcuffs. They were in my leather jacket. "Sure!" I picked my jacket up off the dresser and reached into the inner pocket. "See?" I took out a pair of stainless steel handcuffs.
He raised an eye-brow, no doubt confused why I had handcuffs in my jacket. "Son... why exactly do you have handcuffs in your jacket pocket?" I was actually surprised that he didn't ask how I got a pair of high-quality handcuffs, but I decided not to push my luck.
"I keep a lot of things in this jacket for just such an emergency." Heh, I actually had a reason for that one. "This jacket it crazy prepared, Officer. I keep everything in this thing." I then began to pull out all the things I kept in my jacket for just-in-case reasons. "Kleenex, flashlight, sunglasses, emergency $20, something to snack on, usually something like peanuts or candy corn, emergency flash drive, cheap emergency digital camera." And the thing was that I actually DID have all those things in my jacket. Batman, eat your heart out.
He then gave me an amused smile. "Alright, son, I get the idea." He began to depart to his patrol car, apparently weirded out by my apparent preparedness. "Just, eh, keep the antics down for your neighbors, alright?"
I gave him a two finger salute as he left. "Will do, Officer." I waited maybe ten seconds to be sure that he was gone for good before I closed the door to my lodgings. "Mother of God, that was close!" I collapsed against the door of my room, grateful that my extravagant lie had sent the cop packing. "I hadn't lied like that in YEARS." I looked around to see what time it was and, to my irritation, it was only 6:00 am. "Screw it. I'm going back to sleep." I still couldn't believe that a got that cop to believe that, but I just decided to accept it as luck. I already had something planned for Rain today, something awesome, but that was for later. Right now, I just wanted to catch some more shut-eye.