ADDY
I gather my hair into a ponytail and step further into the darkness. A hoot from above has me glancing up to see an owl perched on a branch, watching me.
I flash it a grin, winking.
âHey there, Iâm kind of lost. Any chance you could point me back to the motel?â
I wait, hopeful. The owl blinks back at me, and I let out a groan.
âBad owl!â I wag my finger at it, and it takes off into the night. I leap up and chase after it.
âHey! Wait! I didnât mean itâcome back!â My shouts echo through the trees, but the owl is already out of sight.
I smack my forehead in frustration.
~You can do this~, I tell myself, ~even if youâre directionally challenged.~
~âChallengedâ is putting it mildly~â¦
I rub my hands on my cheeks, trying to warm them up, and take another look around. The trees tower over me, making my five-foot-four frame feel even smaller.
âStop staring at me!â I say out loud, trying to keep the fear of being alone at bay.
~Where is he?~
âHello?â My voice echoes through the night, and I shiver. ~Why didnât I wear my cardigan again?~
Right, because I thought Asher would lend me his.
~Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.~
~How can he lend me his if heâs not even here? He hasnât answered any of my messages or calls.~
I frown, checking my watch. 11:46 p.m.
He was supposed to meet me sixteen minutes ago.
I should have just waited for him at the motel entrance.
I trip over something and stumble forward, crashing into the dirt and scraping my left hand.
~Really?~
~REALLY!!!~
~Ugh!~
âDamn it, Asher King, Iâm going to make you pay for this,â I mutter. My words are swallowed by the night, and I huff before getting back up.
~He had the nerve to stand me up!~
He was the one who wanted to meet out here, and now heâs nowhere to be found.
~Did I really sneak out without telling anyone just to get stood up?~
~Just retrace your steps.~
I look around.
Everything looks the same.
Fuck my life. I dial my best friendâs number, pressing the phone to my ear. I wait, hoping to hear her voice, but the call goes straight to voicemail.
âShit!â I bite my lip to keep from crying.
~Just turn around and walk, youâll find your way back to the others.~
I repeat the words in my head like a mantra, turning around to head back. I walk quickly, trying not to panic as the darkness closes in around me.
Just as Iâm about to call Asher again, my phone dies. I stare at my reflection in the black screen for a moment before letting out a frustrated scream.
âDamn one percent!â
I kick at the ground. âWhere the hell is Asher?â
Maybe he ditched me because I stole his cookie earlier. Would he really leave me here for that?
âIâm never stealing cookies againâ¦â
***
Two minutes later, Iâm still wandering aimlessly, growing more annoyed by the second. I finally admit to myself that Iâm lost.
Thereâs no point in trying to retrace my steps when everything looks the same.
I have no idea where I am, and no one is answering their phones.
âJust follow the path you came from, Addy. You can do this.â
Itâs a stupid mantra, but itâs all I have.
I try to convince myself that Iâm brave and not scared, but itâs not working. My fingers are clammy, the air feels heavy, and a sense of dread washes over me.
~Oh, God.~
I look up at the sky, hoping for some kind of comfort.
A rustling sound behind me puts me on high alert.
~Am I going to die tonight?~
~I havenât even told Asher how I feel and Iâm still so young andâ~
âOh, thank God!â A familiar voice cuts through my thoughts. Kayleeâs body slams into mine.
âJesus, Kaylee!â I hug her back, burying my face in her neck and squeezing her tightly.
âWhere the hell did you go? I looked everywhere for you and then Gabe said he saw you leave. So I checked outside and you werenât there, but then I found your scarf, the one I hate, itâs in my back pocket if you want it. I think I kind of like it now because it made me keep looking for you andâ¦â
Kaylee keeps rambling, and I canât help but laugh, tears welling up in my eyes.
âI love you!â
âI donât love you. Who told you it was okay to just leave without telling me? You scared the shit out of me! I almost told the teachers you were missing.â
She pulls away from me, only to hug me again.
âYouâre crazy,â I sob, pushing her away after a moment.
âWhat do you mean, crazy? You wouldnât answer your phone. Why did you come out here alone?â
âMy battery died. Youâre not going to let this go, are you?â
She shakes her head, kicking a stone away. Her brown hair is neatly braided into a fishtail, adorned with a few pink flowers.
âTell me what happened.â
âWho put the flowers in your hair?â
She blushes, momentarily forgetting her question before pointing an accusing finger at me.
âDonât try to distract me. Why did you come out here so late?â
Her stern tone makes me sigh.
âI was meeting Asher. He wanted to show me something,â I admit, looking away.
âAsher?â Kaylee questions, and I give her a nod. Iâm looking at her, and she seems puzzled.
âWhy the confused look? Whereâs your usual smirk?â She gives my shoulder a playful shove.
âWell, Iâd be smirking if it werenât for the fact that Asher, Blake, and Gabe took off about thirty minutes ago.â
âWait, what?â I frown, confused. âWhat do you mean, took off?â
Kaylee grabs my hand and starts walking.
âThey went back home. Honestly, Iâm just as confused as you are. I was hanging out with Gabe and Blake in their room when Asher just stormed in. All he said was âwe have to leave now.â He didnât say anything else.â
âBut weâre supposed to leave tomorrow, and wonât the teachers notice theyâre gone?â I ask.
âI think Asher took care of that, but still. They didnât tell me anything. They just packed up all their stuff and rushed out to catch the next train home.
âWhen I tried to ask Blake what was going on, he just kissed me and said heâd explain later.â She shrugs as if itâs no big deal.
âWhat?â she asks when I nudge her side.
âI just think itâs weird how they always seem to disappear at school.â
My eyes widen at her words. Could they have gone off to some fight?
Right now?
âYeah,â I manage to say.
~Damn it, Asher!~
He couldâve at least told me instead of leaving me in the lurch. But, I guess I should be glad he didnât ditch me because I stole his cookie.
âI canât believe he left you. You shouldnât let him off the hook so easily,â she says, pulling me along with her.
âWho says I will, babe?â I finally manage a smile.
âThatâs my girl. Irin is waiting for us. Letâs go have some fun without those ditchers!â Her wild laughter is infectious, and I canât help but join in as we head back into the motel.
~Asher King, youâve got some serious groveling to do.~