[She doesn't know why she's afraid of cops. She could kill them in an instant if she wanted to. But she can't control the way she freezes up and goes timid in front of them, can't stop her fingers from curling into the back of Johnnie's jacket. Cops are bad news, especially ones that have been called specifically to find them.]
I -
[Her voice shakes a little, and she figures that goes along just fine with how she's trembling.]
I'm okay. Johnnie's my boyfriend. We were just stopping before heading back home.
[The light stays focused on the both of them, and the cops look to each other before slowly making their way in toward them.]
Why don't you come with us, honey, and we'll get you looked over. Johnnie can follow us to the hospital.
[That makes her panic rise up even more, and she shakes her head. It's becoming hard to control her emotions, and she has to try so she doesn't accidentally blow these guys up and cause a lot of trouble.]
No! I don't want to go to a hospital. I just want to go home.
[One of the cops makes a sympathetic sound and moves in close enough that he can reach out to grab Chrissy by the arm and gently pull her into the open. She stumbles along but does give a little tug to try and pry her arm free. He doesn't relent his hold on her, not even when he notices her shaking like a leaf. His partner keeps his flashlight on Johnnie as she's looked over.]
Come on, then. Let's get you back to Ed before you two worry him sick.
[Ed? They're on a nickname basis with the guy? Gross. Chrissy gives a harder tug of her arm as the cop that's holding her starts walking. She goes along with him for now, but glances back at Johnnie with a look that's asking how he wants to handle this. The method these two are clearly using is separating them to try and get a resolution.
As soon as he notices his partner forcibly escorting Chrissy over to the car, the other cop looks Johnnie up and down.]
Your daddy said you crashed your bike right into his house. Got that girl's nose busted up somehow. Her parents are probably up worried sick about her. Want to tell me what you're doing with her out at this hour, son?
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I -
[Her voice shakes a little, and she figures that goes along just fine with how she's trembling.]
I'm okay. Johnnie's my boyfriend. We were just stopping before heading back home.
[The light stays focused on the both of them, and the cops look to each other before slowly making their way in toward them.]
Why don't you come with us, honey, and we'll get you looked over. Johnnie can follow us to the hospital.
[That makes her panic rise up even more, and she shakes her head. It's becoming hard to control her emotions, and she has to try so she doesn't accidentally blow these guys up and cause a lot of trouble.]
No! I don't want to go to a hospital. I just want to go home.
[One of the cops makes a sympathetic sound and moves in close enough that he can reach out to grab Chrissy by the arm and gently pull her into the open. She stumbles along but does give a little tug to try and pry her arm free. He doesn't relent his hold on her, not even when he notices her shaking like a leaf. His partner keeps his flashlight on Johnnie as she's looked over.]
Come on, then. Let's get you back to Ed before you two worry him sick.
[Ed? They're on a nickname basis with the guy? Gross. Chrissy gives a harder tug of her arm as the cop that's holding her starts walking. She goes along with him for now, but glances back at Johnnie with a look that's asking how he wants to handle this. The method these two are clearly using is separating them to try and get a resolution.
As soon as he notices his partner forcibly escorting Chrissy over to the car, the other cop looks Johnnie up and down.]
Your daddy said you crashed your bike right into his house. Got that girl's nose busted up somehow. Her parents are probably up worried sick about her. Want to tell me what you're doing with her out at this hour, son?