#Chapter 55: Addicted to the Chaos

I tried to ignore the feeling that prickled the back of my neck as I watched the black car through the rearview mirror. It seemed like every corner of my life was suffused with threats and uncertainty, but I couldn’t let fear dictate my actions. “Hi, excuse me, can you take a left up here?” I asked the cab driver. He frowned at me but did as he was told. A second later, the black car that had been following us continued to trail us. My heart started to beat faster. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I had spent a great weekend with my mom. I had eat her amazing food. We had gotten to watch one of our favorite movies and stuffed our faces with ice cream and croissants. But that was a fantasy world that I was trying to escape me. The black car that was trailing me now was a rude awaking about the fact that I was returning to my real life. I was returning to the chaos that was my life at school. The chaos that was my life with Liam. How had my life gotten so chaotic? I