There were different ways this night would have gone. One, us getting mulled. Two, one of us getting kidnapped or both of us, who said it is impossible for someone to drag us away? And three, maybe just maybe we could have found Brandon. Anyway, neither of the happened.
We are in the car silent, I am the one driving, Belinda wanted to drive because it is dark but I figured I should drive since she is upset. And the last thing I need is to be involved in an accident and then I will have a ton of questions to answer.
First thing first, where should I say we were coming from?
Yeah, I have no answer to that.
"Belinda so, if they ask where we were just act innocent and say we went to pick something, I don't want them to worry. Okay?" I ask when we get to a stop sign.
