Her heart thudded in her hollowed chest as she thought over what had happened so recently. Paislee’s cold hands savagely tore through her glove compartment to find her phone before attempting to unlock it. Her damn hands were too shaky and numb to do it efficiently though. It must’ve taken her three or four times before she was able to unlock and hit her first speed dial.
The girl put it to her ear, body still trembling as she waited for what felt like ages before he answered. “B-beau I fucked up, I fucked up so bad.” Her voice wavered hard, almost sounding incomprehensible. Hard sobs still racked her chest and oxygen didn’t want to stay in her lungs, making her gasping and dizzy. “I dunno what to do, love. I’m so fucked. I’m so so fucked.”
@ay-bae-beau
