AUTHOR
~•~
After spacing out for what seemed like forever, Jacob Harts heaved a sigh of relief and returned his eyes to the road. He placed one of his shaky hands on his steering wheel while he turned the key to restart the car's engine with the other.
As he stepped one foot on the accelerator, the only thought that crossed his mind was one question; "What have I done?"
He continued to ask repeatedly.
He drove in silence, forgetting to turn on the stereo and bump his head to Imagine Dragons, his favorite band, which he did whenever he was driving alone.
Imagine Dragons were not going to save him tonight. His father would have his head on a stick, and his mother would bash his skull with her heels if he dared telling them anything about what had happened.
"f**k!" He groaned wi
