Chapter 59
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I had no shoes; no phone and I was a mess. The fatigue was getting to me and I felt compelled to let myself become one with the earth. My mind was drifting away, and my eyelids were getting heavy.
"Sleepy." I muttered.
A loud honking sound snapped me out of my sleepy daze. Yelping I fell back on my bum as a car swooshed by.
"What?" Blinking continuously, I was shocked that I arrived at the roadside.
I stood up and dust myself off as I glanced around, scooping the area. There were still no buildings to be seen except for the one-way road in front of me.
'Maybe if I go down this road, I will be able to reach the civilized world.' With that though in mind I went ahead; waltzing down the road.
Every time a car drove by my body would start to flinch involuntary and I would squint my eyes, praying and hoping that Mark wouldn't be driving in one of those.
It was difficult for me to see where I was going in the dark. The only time that I could see where my feet was landing was when the head lights of a car would pass by.
My teeth started to chatter, and my feet started to feel numb. "Wil I ever reach home?" I wondered.
"Not like that I can tell ya." An amused voice said.
In startlement I let out an ear deafening shrill voice.
The middle-aged man who looked like he came from the countryside plugged his index fingers into his ears, blocking the shrill sound, and lets out a chuckle. "That was a good one."
Heaving I clutched at my chest as I glared wearily at the man residing in the truck.
"What's a young lass like you doing on the road at night?" He inquired as he lets his eyes roam over my appearance.
I shuffled uncomfortable on my shoeless feet, giving him a brittle smile. "Let's just say that a road trip ended up being a disaster and that I am now having trouble finding my way back home."
His bushy brows came together as he gave me this skeptical look. "It sure must have been a rowdy road trip if you even managed to lose your shoes." He nodded at my feet as he leaned with his arm against the window frame.
"Drunk youngsters, am I right?" I smiled tremulous as I could feel my body breaking out in cold sweat.
The man was silent for a moment pondering about something as he eyed me. He lets out a sigh. "Well hop in then." He said gesturing with his hand to step into his truck.
"What?" I asked shocked.
"Don't you need a lift home?" He raised his eyebrow as he gave me a lopsided grin.
"W-Well yeah, b-but…" I stammered. "Would you really go out of your way to do that?"
He scoffed. "Listen, I've got two young lasses at home and it wouldn't sit me well knowing that one of them would walk aimlessly through the night at the side of the road shoeless. With that in mind how could I leave you like that?" He explained. "Now hop in and tell me where I should drop you."
I thanked him with a wobbly smile and hopped in the passenger seat. "Don't blame me if your seat gets dirty." I warned him.
He threw back his head letting out a hearty laughter. "I won't."
After telling him the address his face morphed into a shocked expression. He was shocked that it was far away and baffled that I was planning to get there by foot.
It took a few hours before the familiar buildings came into view. 'Wow, and I was planning to walk all the way here? I must have lost my mind.'
The drive came to a stop in front of the house were my best friends are residing in. A gave the man Cher's address because my apartment key isn't with me. They are still in my clothes. The clothes that Mark took from me and there's no way that I could go to the police station knowing that there's a possibility for another mole to be there.
I stepped out of the truck, my feet landing on the hard pavement. "Thank you so much for the ride." I said feeling thankful.
"No problem lass." He smiled revealing a sharp golden tooth. "And how about having a road trip closer to the city the next time?"
I snickered. "We will keep that in mind."
I waved the man off as he drove away. I turned around facing the front porch of Cher's home. Taking a big gulp of air, I took big strides until I was in front of the door. I pressed in the doorbell slowly. Promptly after the ringing bell of the door was sound the lights of the bedrooms lit up.
"Who is it?" A groggy sleepy voice could be heard from the other side of the door.
"It's me." I answered softly.
The door was slammed open revealing an angry Cher in her night gown and next to her was Brandon standing in his boxer short.
"You better have a good explanation to why I couldn't get ahold of y- OH MY GOD! What happened!?" Cher shrieked as she run over to me, Brandon following suit.
Seeing my friend's face made all the built-up tension in my body disappear and made me break out in tears.
Panicked and lost for words on what to do she took me in her embrace. I rested my head against her shoulder letting my tears soak into her clothes. She stroked my head, trying to calm me down, but I couldn't stop sobbing as I clutched on to the thin fabric of her night gown.
'I'm home.'
