Chapter 23:

SARAH

“In trouble?” I shot over the phone right before being cut off the line, wondering why I had just gotten a call from Ryan but directly from Nate.

“What's happening?” I asked myself.

“Is he some kind of trouble like he just mentioned?” I continued staring at my phone screen.

I took a deep breath as I dialed Nate’s number, hoping he had all of this in control.

“Whatever it was,” I thought to myself.

The line rang repeatedly without Nate picking up, which got me extra worried about what was happening.

As I held on to my phone staring at my screen waiting for Nate to pick up, I quickly remembered Ryan had talked about going to a party.

“Fuck!!” I muttered to myself.

At this point Nate not picking up, and I was more than worried and confused about what next to do.

I stared at the clock, seeing how late it was already, and then kept dialing Nate’s contact. I had my robe taken off as I changed into my hoodie and a pair of black jeans and then rolled my hair into a bun.

Just when I was