“Come on, Lissa,” he interrupted, sounding exasperated. “Just book a ride or get a taxi home. Our house is only ten minutes away. I’ll see you at home.”
He turned away, and I watched as he helped Lacey into his car, the door closing with a finality that made my heart sink. I felt like I had just been dismissed, like I didn’t matter. They drove off, leaving me standing there, feeling more alone than ever.
I checked my purse. I didn’t have enough money to book a ride, and I was too embarrassed to call anyone for help. I decided to walk home, cutting through the alleys that would take me through a few quiet streets. It wasn’t the safest route, but I just wanted to get home and forget about this evening. As I walked, the streets grew darker, and a strange feeling crept up my spine. I felt like someone was following me.