The second time I left Versa
I lock eyes with him, and seconds later my eyes lock with Rochelle. She sees Hayes’s head on my lap. So does Jeff. Which makes him go back to his car, but I’m running after him.
“Jeff!!” I yell to him. My voice is still too weak, but I try my hardest to swallow the lump in my throat that won’t go away.
“What Alex!?!” He shouts. His voice is on the brinks of breaking. My tears come first.
“Wait!!! Please!” I cry.
He stops walking and turns to me in panic.
“What’s going on, why are you crying?!? A-are you okay?!?” He panics.
“Can we talk in your car?” I ask, while staring off at my car.
I wipe my face as we head to Jeff’s car, the closer we get, I can feel my pulse increasing. When we finally make it to his car, we sit in the back seats in silence for a w
