6: The Dark Knight

[ K A R A ] Cameron and I were already in the car, driving on our way home when I saw Ryder's number calling me. "Hey Ry," I picked up, somewhat slurring. "Where the hell are you!?" he shouted at me furiously. "I'm on my way home, I left you a text," "I'll take you home, don't get in the car with Cameron! Do you hear me? I said—" "Psssh, why you yelling so loud-eh? My ears are hurtin'! I'm almost home ok, I'll see you later," Without giving him a chance to say anything else, I turned off the call. He tried to call again, and I simply rejected it. My head was pounding and I didn’t feel like getting yelled at some more. What was wrong with him anyway, first he ditched me and now he wanted to find me? "Everything ok?" Cameron asked. "Yeah, it was just Ryder being a weirdo, whatever," I shrugged and leaned my head against the window. I must have blacked out for a bit, maybe for a few minutes, because when I woke up next, I saw that we weren’t on our way home. I had memorized the streets th