TW: Abortion
I didn't know how Coraline found out where I lived, but there she was, parked at the curb in front of my house. I was taking out the trash when she called my name, her voice sharp and insistent. My stomach tightened. Ethan wouldn't like me hanging out with her, but he didn't have to know.
I can just pretend I don't see her.
"Kyle! Get in the car now," she demanded, her tone leaving no room for argument.
I hesitated, my mind racing with all the possible reasons for her sudden appearance. But her expression was urgent, almost desperate. Reluctantly, I tossed the trash into the bin and walked over to her car.
"What's going on, Coraline?" I asked.
"Get in."
"Okay." My heart rate increased as I climbed into the passenger seat. "How did you find my house?"
"Just shut up and let me drive," she snapped, starting the engine and pulling away from the curb.
