Sherry's POV- Hospital

I was walking along this dark and eerie mountain road desperately trying to call Ryan, but every time I did it just went straight to his voicemail. The reason I had got off the car and began walking was not only because I wanted to talk to him, it was also because I was angry.

He knew where I was going. It could only mean that he was tracking me. Even though I had sold my soul, practically, I never liked being controlled. That was the reason I dropped out because a couldn't allow myself to keep on doing the bullies' bidding and I didn't have the source or strength to fight them alone.

I dialled again with the same result.

He was probably busy f*cking that hot stripper that he had brought home.

I was fuming even without being conscious with my thought.

I continued walking.I could feel the frustration and anger slowly building up inside me.

" You stupid punk... You... You moron.... "

I almost yelled at the rock that was lying on the road. I kicked it hard as it went flying somewher