Kate's POV
I am now in the kitchen and have just finished drinking water and taking medicine. After that, I nervously dialed Clyde's number. I don't know what to say and how to explain to him about what happened to me and Anna. I'm sure he'll be mad when he finds out we went to a bar and we almost got hurt. After a few moments, Clyde answered the call. I took a deep breath before I spoke.
"Clyde…"
"Where you are now? Why haven't I been able to call you since earlier?" Clyde's concerned question.
"Um…Clyde I am sorry…"
"Sorry for what?"
I feel that the tone of his voice has become serious.
"A-Anna and I went to a b-bar..."
"A bar?"
"Yes."
"What did you do there? And why didn't you tell me about this?"
"I-I d-don't know… because I sulk with you. I know, I am so stupid… I am sorry Clyde…"
