CH.FORTY ONE- HER SAVIOR

LEO’S POV

"Hello, Mark, can you tell me the location of the new bar? " I asked, glancing at the time—8:30 PM already.

"What? Are you going? I was thinking we could head over at 10 PM, you know," he replied, dodging my question entirely.

Damn, what kind of friend is this?

I can’t even remember how we became friends in the first place. How did we?

"Mark, you didn’t answer my question," I repeated, my irritation bleeding through my voice.

"Alright, alright. It’s beside the GnGee Mall. It’s called Baresque," he finally relented. Before he could start rambling again, I hung up.

As I sped down the highway, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind.

What if Dave’s already done something? The thought gnawed at me, making me press down harder on the accelerator.

But why do I care?

I usually ignore this kind of drama. What’s different now?

My phone buzzed, and I saw it was Mom calling. "Hey, Mom," I answered, but she stayed silent. She was pissed, I could tell.

"I’ll be a little late, but I’