He rushed through the house, grabbing his pocketknife from the machine as he passed by it and went out the door. He got in his car, immediately starting it and driving away from this hell hole. But now what was he going to do? He couldn't go home. He wouldn't be helping anyone from there.
Well, f**k.
These last 24 hours had been so surreal. being introduced to the darker things in life had been difficult to wrap his mind around but becoming a part of those dark things was something else altogether. And he felt like he had no one to turn to. No one who would be truly honest with him. No one who cares about his life amid all the chaos. But it wasn't even himself he was so worried about. What in the hell happened to Prerna? And how was he going to get her back?
He drove towards t
