Peter's POV
After coming out of the woods with my friends, I stayed quiet for a long time. I just listened to them as they chatted about the whole situation.
“Man, that was so thrilling, woohoo!!”
Lincoln let out a thrilled scream, clearly enjoying everything that had happened.
“Hey man, do you think he will be alright?” I turned to ask Lincoln.
Lincoln barked at me to come off it, but I couldn’t just shake off the feeling of anxiousness gnawing in my heart.
This was what I wanted, then why am I feeling uneasy and troubled.
“f**k it, Peter. Whatever happens to him is none of your business,” I muttered, trying to convince myself and not let it bother me anymore.
After getting back to the room, my heart keeps beating faster. I couldn't stop thinking about what might happen to Seth.
