9-1-1 Eddie Novels & Stories

Eddy poured juice on Daniel and he laughed. His girlfriend hit him in the face with pie and they both fell down, they laughed loudly and Eddy’s phone suddenly rang. He brought it out and gasped. “Fuck, its a video call from your mum.” Eddy said as he hurriedly took off his jacket and used the clean part to clean his face and his hair. “Dont say anything, I will tell her you guys are sleeping.” Eddy said she the triplets nodded before he picked the call. “Oh, hey Lydia.” He said with a smile.

“How dare they take her and now flaunt her in my face.” He threw the remote across the room. It hit the wall, shattering before its pieces dropped onto the carpet. His breath came hard, his pulse loud in his ears. He grabbed his phone and pressed call. The line clicked, and a man’s voice answered, calm and dry. “What now, Eddie?” “Have you seen it?” Eddie barked, his voice thin and high pitched, his unraveling edge showing. “The bastard is walking.” The man sighed. “I thought I told you to stay off the news.”

“I’ll go home and prepare for work.” “Great.” Stan stepped out of the house and joined the crowd of morning hikers. When he stepped out of the avenue, he found a cab. *** Raymond was dozing off in his den when his phone began to vibrate. He stirred from his sleep and peeked at the screen. Eddie from Baltimore. He took the phone to his ear. “Eddie? You’ve seen them?” “No…it’s almost 8 a.m. and I haven’t seen them.” Ray thought it was another treachery - One he may not recover from in a long time.

Her dainty fingers quickly worked and she pressed the green dial button. "Hello-" that's all she get to say before someone snatched the phone out of her hand and she whirled around to find a man standing behind her. "Sneaking on us!." he hissed out and Edna took a step away from him as she heard more footsteps approaching her. "Calling 911, that won't be needed sweetheart." the man tsked as he chucked the phone on the ground breaking it's screen. Edna looked behind her and saw two more man coming towards her.

Soon Edde got to the Pack and headed straight to the Booth side, he really didn't want to offend Elizabeth so he heeded to her words of not getting to the meeting point before him. "Nelly you can leave now, thanks for taking care of Grey" Edde said calmly as he pulled Grey to his lap and pecked his head. "Anytime Sir" she replied in a smile as she waved at Grey and left. "You had a good time huh?" Edde asked as Grey nodded with his eyes on the picture Booth, Just then Edde's phone rang out loudly as Edde checked the caller ID which turned out to be "Baby Mama" which he saved Elizabeth's contact as. He quickly swiped to the answer icon and placed the phone on his right ear.

"He already took away my sanity; I can't let him take my brother as well." Oliver dragged a long inhale, his hand dropped beside him, and he rose from behind Eddie to reveal a bloody mess. Oliver had readjusted his face with his fist, and the bastard couldn't lift a finger to defend himself. Nina dug her hand into Eddie's pocket and pulled up his phone. She dialled a number and placed it on the loudspeaker: "911, what's your emergency?" The attendant's voice on the line came through. "I need an ambulance at this address." She said that and placed the phone on Eddie's chest before walking away.

On the third day after receiving our college acceptance letters, the most popular student in school, Natalie Simmons, proposes something in our class group chat. "We're all adults now, and we've already been accepted into college. We should do something exciting before the semester begins. Let's put on a show and stage a fake bank heist. It'll be fun." In my last life, I make 23 phone calls in a row and confiscate every prop they plan to use. No one gets hurt. But Natalie becomes the target of criticism from parents and teachers. She sinks into depression and eventually jumps into a lake. The entire class blames me and hates me. At our graduation dinner, they force a whole bottle of liqu

She reached for the nightstand and grabbed her phone. One message. From a number she didn’t recognize. Her fingers trembled as she opened it. You don’t know everything about him. Be careful, Abby. Her skin turned cold. Edward looked at the screen. His eyes hardened. “Who is it?” she asked. He took the phone from her hand and read the message again. Slowly. Then his jaw clenched. “No one.” “That’s not nothing,” she whispered. He stood up, tossing the phone back on the bed.

*** Back at his apartment, Eddie was making a rushed phone call to his mother while packing. “Hi, Ma, it’s me. Things are going great, thanks. Hey, I wanted to tell you that . . . no, I didn’t see that news story on TV. Tell me all about it in a minute, Ma, because . . . oh, uh huh. Uh huh.”

He frowns, “Who’s this?” She looks up at him, “Nineteen.” Eddie stares at her in horror, then glances at the screen. He turns to Dim and Dom, and hands the screen back to Dim, “Everything you can find on this one. ASAP.” He says it calmly, but Dim and Dom nod and leave quickly. Eddie kneels next to her to get to eye level. “Boss?” She shakes her head slowly,