It was. 2:15 AM. Keira looked at her phone and sighed. No messages, no calls, no apologies, no explainations received.
She was at someone else's home. SOMEONE ELSE'S HOME = the Dimitri's home. You ask why? She did not even know why she allowed herself to be dragged to their house instead of hers. Maybe part of the reason was that she wanted to at least have first hand information on his whereabouts, why he had to drive Britanny home, what they did and lastly, how long would it take for him to get home. As the times goes by, her anxiousness rose. She was supposed to be sleeping right now but she just can't. It is already 2 freakin' AM and YVO DIMITRI IS STILL NOT HOME! He did not even bother telling her his whereabouts. But why would he tell her anyway, right? She is not even his girlfrien
