The night was warm and dry but Fiona felt cold inside. Hurdled into herself with her thoughts fixed sadly on the past event she rode home towards the pack with her mother driving and her two best friends flanked beside her in her parent's Lexus Brown Jeep.
Inside the vehicle was so tensed that it could be cut with a kitchen knife. Everyone wanted to say something but no one knew what to say or how to say it.
Fiona's mother was battling with herself to ask her daughter how she is even though the answer is very obvious.
Stark and Ciara were being eaten alive with guilt as they rode. It was their fault for not going with Fiona they thought beating themselves up in different ways.
The three of them kept casting their eyes towards Fiona who had it close and was pretending to sleep even
