#Chapter57
Lucas's car disappears into the distance. I turn to Corbin to see him walking back inside the bar.
/"Find your own ride home,/" Corbin said before entering the bar.
/"What?/" I question, confused. I don't have anything on me, not money, a phone, or even a proper pair of shoes. How does he expect me to 'find my own ride home'.
He dragged me here without my permission. So, he has to take me back.
With a frustrating groan, I follow Corbin inside and roll my eyes at the sight of him chugging a beer at the counter.
I walk towards him and snatch the beer away from him causing him to glare at me.
/"Take me home now,/" I demand. /"You're the one who dragged me out of my house and drove me here. I didn't even have time to go get my phone and put on shoes. You have to take me back./" Instead of answering me, Corbin snatch the beer out of my hand.
