Elena's POV.
I was walking down the middle of the highway. My legs were trembling; I could not even walk properly.
"Huff!"
I'm no longer able to control myself. I guess I dropped my phone there. 'What should I do now?' I thought as I looked around, hoping to see a phone booth. There was nothing; I could not even see any people on the street. It was so quiet. After a few minutes of walking, I spotted a car passing me. It seemed I had found a way. With my hand, I signaled the car to stop. That car came to a halt near me, and two boys got out of the car.
"Bro, take a look at her," said one of them.
"Yes, she is rather pretty," answered the other. "She seems drunk."
"Obviously she's drunk," one of them said as he approached me. I narrowed my eyes. I understood that signaling them was a b
