Blakes Point of View
I checked the clock again 9.10. She said she'd be here with her friends at 9ish so where the hell were they? Maybe she wouldn't come, maybe she decided to eat somewhere better than a crummy diner. Or maybe she'd been in an accident. Thinking about that made my insides twist uncomfortably. I imagined her being lead by the roadside somewhere. Or Logan having a hold of her. The fear that was like a stone in the pit of my stomach started to grow. When the clock hit 9.15 the stone had now metamorphised into a huge f*****g rock and it felt like my heart was trying to claw up my throat. I grabbed my keys and went straight for the door, I needed to make sure she was alright before I gave myself a nervous break down. Grabbing the door handle, I opened the door with s
