Where the f**k is she? I'd been home for almost an hour already. Which means she had more than enough time to get home and shower and be waiting for me to pick her up.
All my calls had gone to voicemail and she wasn't returning them. My gut knew that something wasn't right, but I refused to let my mind go there.
I admit that I'd been feeling that something wasn't right. I put it off as this damn secret she's been keeping, but now...
I was about to head out the door when the doorbell rang. I pulled it open, ready to blast her for driving here alone this time of night, but my words died in my throat.
“Jared, what happened?" The look on his face, plus the way he just looked at me as if he couldn't form the words, and I knew.
I wasn't aware of falling until dad caught me. “Where is she, w
