My heartbeats accelerated and my hands froze. What did he mean by I was in danger?
“I'm sorry Jocelyn. This is all my fault,” Jacob apologized again. He refused to look at me, instead, his eyes remained trained on a nonexistent object in front of him. His head remained straight as he looked forward like he was revisiting the closets of his dark past.
“What do you mean I'm in danger?!” I asked him, not caring to be light with my tone or anything. This was my life we were talking about.
Jacob caught his bottom lip with his teeth and folded his hands as he used them to support his chin.
Terrified, I asked again. “What do you mean I'm in danger?”
A cab came driving by just as I asked and Jacob quickly stopped it. “We can't talk about this here.”
The drive back home was the same as the dr
