This is a continuation from Jim's almost swim, hope you enjoy!!
Jim was scared and abandoned. He had been crashing on a friends couch for a week and he finally kicked him out, just a few weeks after turning 18. Jim had nowhere to go after his family shunned him and he lost his job at the pool. Even Marcus and Bob distanced themselves from Jim, and Adam was on business.
Where would he stay? He spent a few nights in a hotel, but that drained his money rather quickly, to the point where he was almost broke. He couldn't get a job after the local TV station did a report about what happened there, "How did this blow up to be this big?!" Jim thought.
He finally decided that he needed to leave town and start fresh. He wasn't going to let this ruin his life. He's a strong cute man now! Still 275lbs...clothes starting to smell a bit. He figured he would just try and see where the fates took him, and figured hitchhiking was a great idea.
He started walking down the interstate, trying to find a ride. It wasn't easy, it was hot and Jim had not eaten well in the past couple of days. As the cars flew by they started to look like hot dogs running closer, and then ran away. After an hour or so, one of the hot dogs started to come to a stop right next to him. It wasn't until it stop that Jim realized that the hot dog was a police car. "Shit." Jim said.
Out walked the police officer and approached Jim, as he gulped in fear. This man was not to be fucked with. He was 6'4 and probably around 230. He was big, built and broad, with just a little extra cushion on his body.
"You lost kid?" the police officer asked.
Jim replied with a shaky voice, "No sir, I don't think so."
The police officer looked above his shades, "Then how come you're walking down this road like your trying to put some miles between you and it?"
Jim gulped again, feeling very nervous, "I guess that about right."
The Police officer gave him a stern face, looked him up and down and said, "Well better to come with me than a stranger I reckon! Hop on in!"
Jim was almost stunned. It wasn't until the officer honked the horn that he woke up and rushed into the car.
It was a quiet ride at first. They drove a few miles down the road and the officer started some small talk about where he was going. Jim said he was looking for a fresh start, but he stayed clear of the reason why. After a while, it started to get dark.
The officer asked where he wanted to go, and Jim ask, "Is it too stereotypical so say 'As far as you'll take me'?"
The officer laughed and said "You're funny, and I like you. Give me a moment; I know where you can go." The drove for a few miles down the interstate and the officer turned into a small patch on the side where he explained he had to catch speeding car.
Jim was confused, but he was not going to question him. The officer parked his car and turned it off. He looked over at Jim and said, "My name's Corey." He reached out to shake Jim's hand.
Jim shook back and started to respond, "My names-"But Corey cut him off, saying, "Jim, I know."