Rory walked with determination. Her distress combined with her anger dried her tears. Fired up by her cusses directed at the man who hurt her, her strength increased—so did her temperature.
After walking half a mile, she couldn't walk anymore. Her head hurt like monkeys were breaking open coconuts on her skull. Her arms felt so weak that she wanted to unscrew them to not feel them. Her legs lagged behind her…She wanted to move, but she couldn't.
What the f*ck is he doing? Did he return?
She turned to see if Liam's car is approaching. But it didn't. The sky started to turn dark and she sucked in a deep breath.
F*ck! Can't he come and get me? He would have seen my phone in the car, right? Is he laughing at me? Ugh! Why am I so stupid?
Just after walking for ten minutes, she couldn't walk anymore and she decided to call Liam's father to pick her up. Only then did she realize that she didn't get the phone that she left in the passenger seat.
