Bree could not believe how much of an idiot she had been because she had a headache from crying. When she came to her senses out in the backyard, she thought she had dug her own grave but Jasper managed to surprise her.
He brought her medicine, seemed horrified at the idea of her thinking he would hurt her, and let her go outside. Granted, her hand was trapped in his so she couldn't go anywhere but she hadn't been planning on it anyway. She meant it when she said she didn't have anywhere else to go.
Her life as Bree Sharp had ended. Going to anyone she knew for help was out. Not that she really had anyone she could ask aside from Drew or her parents and they wouldn't be of much use.
If she went outside, whoever was after April would surely kill her. This really was her best option for the time being, which seriously sucked.
