The Possibility of Perfect (A Stand By Me Novel Book 4) by Brinda Berry

Author:Brinda Berry [Berry, Brinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Biscuit Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The Past

Josie, seventeen-years-old

“Can you come and get me, please?” I whisper into my cell phone. It’s past midnight and the streets are dark. I look up for street signs on the traffic lights. “I just left Full Moon,” I say, forcing my voice to sound even. “I’m crossing 5th by the arena.”

“How will I see you? I don’t think you should be standing on the street.” Dane’s authoritative voice calms me somewhat. But I still can’t stop the shaking. I am going to be in so much trouble if my parents ever find out.

“I don’t know. I’ll look around. Do you want me to text you if I find a better place to wait?” I take a deep breath to steady my nerves. It’s not like I’m in the middle of the woods. It could be worse.

I hear noise on Dane’s end of the line. The car engine hums in the background, and I know he is heading my way.

“We can stay on the phone,” he says. “Go down another block past the arena and stay where I can see you.”

My legs itch to run, but I stay calm. A homeless lady peers from an alley and asks me for change. I can only shake my head at her as I continue forward to a better area.

I walk across the next street. “No, I can’t stay on the call. My cell phone doesn't have enough battery. I’ll text you when I get to the next place to wait and I’ll be fine. Don't worry.”

I press the button to end the call and quicken my steps. I’ll really owe him one. If I’d called Leo, it would be as bad as calling my parents.

I pride myself on being pretty smart most of the time – ninety-nine percent of the time.

Tonight is obviously the other one percent. Because I recognize this is an epic case of stupidity for me, and I really don't want someone chewing me out for it. I’ve learned my lesson.

I should never have agreed to go out with Liz. Should’ve known she’d ditch me at the first chance to latch onto some hottie.

Two lessons: don’t barhop with Liz, and carry cash and essentials in my pocket.

Except I don’t have a pocket. Okay. Third lesson. No slutty skirt missing a good pocket.

A group of men stand outside a bar smoking cigarettes. Several heads turn to watch me, and I pretend that I don’t notice. I glance at my cell phone and up at a street sign. Texting Dane my location, I tell myself that everything’s going to be okay.

“Hey sweetheart,” a gruff voice calls. “You want to party with us?"

I don’t look up. He’s probably talking to me, but there's no way I’m going to turn around and encourage a conversation.

“Hey,” he persists. “You know I’m talking to you right?”

Pretending to be busy on my dying phone, I study it like it’s my next final exam. Maybe he’ll leave me alone if I ignore him.

Within seconds, a guy appears in front of me.

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