My Hockey Alpha

With that, my friends hung up. I was alone again with my thoughts now, which only meant that I would quickly spiral once more as I thought about Enzo. No matter how hard I tried not to think about it, I simply couldn’t help myself. I felt as though I lost him all over again, and this time it was for good. Surely he told Selena by now about what I did and she would take him away, never to return.

If only I had just talked to him more when we had time alone. Maybe I could have made him remember his old life before it was too late, but instead I was an indecisive coward and blew it.

As I leaned against the corner of a building and wiped the tears off of my face, I couldn’t help but notice a car driving down the street. Normally, I wouldn’t have paid any mind, but it was one o’clock in the morning already and they were driving incredibly slowly — not only that, but they were coming straight for me.

I pushed myself off the wall of the building and squinted, straining to see if my friends had found a ride to bring them to me, but I couldn’t see into the car through the tinted windows.

For some reason, seeing this car head toward me at this time of night made me uneasy. I decided, even in my drunken state, that this wasn’t safe and that I should walk away. But as I turned and picked up my pace, the car only sped up to meet me, and soon they were driving alongside me.

straight ahead, but the driver rolled his window

thing like you

gritted my teeth and picked up

car laughed. I didn’t look at him, but I heard what

was right; there were three men in the car, including the driver. I didn’t recognize any of them, but they all looked rather scary. My first impression was that

me through the window. “We’re just playing with you. Why don’t you chill out

to myself, stifling a scoff. How was I supposed to be “chill” when I was being