Chapter 9: Graveyard

Chapter 9: Graveyard

Ember Corbin

We were lost.

I should've paid attention to the street. It was all my fault.

"This is why you should talk less," Lance said, frustration visible in his voice.

I bit my lower lip and looked at the deserted street after stealing a glance from Lance. He was clearly annoyed, and I was the one bothering him. I shouldn't have told him to give me a lift in the first place. Now, he would think I was definitely the most annoying person he ever met.

"You know what? You can drop me here," I offered.

"And let you get injured so that you can call the cops on me? No, thanks." Lance leaned his head back against the headrest, taking in a few deep breaths.

We were currently inside the car, parked at the side of the street, surrounded by huge trees.

Due to the air conditioner in the car and my revealing dress, I was starting to feel cold, but I was afraid to say anything to Lance now.

"It's okay, you can drop me here. I will find my way home, and I swear, I won't call