At Prom, Only One Boy Asked Me to Dance While Everyone Else Ignored Me Because I Was in a Wheelchair – The Next Morning, an Officer Knocked on My Door and Revealed the Truth About Him

"Miss—" the officer started.

My Grandma chimed in. "Lisa, you don't have to rush into this—"

I didn't wait for them to stop me. I grabbed my purse from the hook by the door and wheeled past them before they could say anything else.

Because whatever Daniel had been hiding, I wasn't going to hear it from anyone else.

"I need to talk to him."

"Lisa, wait!" my grandma called after me.

"I'll be back," I said, already moving down the porch ramp.

I called a ride the second I hit the sidewalk. While I waited, I pulled up my contacts and scrolled until I found someone who might help.

Jake.

He and Daniel had been close since middle school.

He answered on the third ring. "Sup, Lis?"

"I need Daniel's address. Right now."

"Lisa, wait!"

There was a pause. "Why?"

"Please, Jake. I don't have time to explain."

Another pause. Then, "Yeah... okay. Hang on."

Jake read it out just as my ride pulled up.

"Thanks," I said quickly and hung up.

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