I wrapped my cardigan tighter around my body as I sat in the passenger seat of Sedrick's car. We sat there in silence for a while, nothing but the hum of the engine in the midst of the silence. I glanced over at him a few times, slowly becoming hyper aware of every bump or noise that I heard. He had a sort of shagginess to his black hair that was complimented by blue eyes that looked too blue to be natural.

I know him... I know him.

Shaking my head I looked down at my phone to check the time, when I noticed it wouldn't turn on. I held the buttons multiple times yet got no result.

I had a full battery when I left the house.

There was silence for a few more miles before I heard him clear his throat and I looked over at him curiously. He raised an eye brow, every few seconds looking over at me.

"You were scowling." He said plainly.

"Oh uhm, I was? I wasn't trying to." I replied and shrugged. "It's just my stupid phone, it won't turn on." I shrugged again.

He didn't say anything else after that, and I was glad for the silence again. I kept mentally hitting myself, asking over and over why I had thought getting into a strangers car was a good idea.

Oh god, I thought. Michelle is probably freaking out right now. I should have been there... I don't know. I didn't know how much time had passed between now and when I left home.

I groaned as I felt a headache coming on, and almost sighed in relief when I saw the distant arches of a McDonalds.

Finally, town.

I was trying to remember the name of the restaurant we had decided on when the car came to a sudden halt and I was jolted foreword in my seat, saved by the seat belt.

"Hey! What was that for?" I asked, holding my arms out protectively.

"This is as far as I take you. Get out." He answered, no emotion in his voice.

Anger flared inside me but I forced myself to stay silent, remembering he was a stranger after all who was kind enough to give me a ride.

"Fine." I said. "Thank you for bringing here."

He only nodded as I gathered my belongings and stepped out the door, and I almost missed him utter "Be safe." before he drove off down the road.

I blinked in confusion as I watched him drive away before stepping away from the curb.

"Oh my God, are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" said a loud voice as something slammed into me.

I squeaked as Michelle grabbed me and hugged me.

"Where have you been? I've been trying to call you for the last hour!" she said frantically.

"I'm sorry" I said "I'll explain everything later, lets jut get inside, this rain is freezing."

She looked at me skeptically but nodded as we rushed inside the bar and grill restaurant. We took a seat at the bar as we were handed two menus and asked our drink orders.

"I'll have a martini, dry please." Michelle said to the waiter.

"And I'll have whisky with a lime." I said.

As the waited turned and walked away, Michelle turned to me and gave me a look.

"What?" I asked.

"What happened."

"I don't know what you mean." I said, nonchalantly looking at the menu, my appetite gone.

"What happened today, for real." she said looking right at me. "And don't give me any 'nothing' crap. You never drink whisky, unless you're extremely upset."

I groaned inwardly. There was no fooling her, she knew me inside and out.

"Me and Jack broke up today."

Her jaw dropped and her eyes showed concern.

"What? Why? How? You guys were perfect together!" she crossed her arms "Am I gonna have to fly to Germany and beat his ass?"

I laughed aloud at her words. The image of Michelle beating Jack up was easily created in my mind.

"Why do you assume he was at fault?" I asked, thanking the waiter as he brought our drinks.

Michelle rolled her eyes and began counting on her fingers.

"One, you're drinking. Two, you're the best girlfriend any guy could have. And three, because I just know." I just sighed and took a swig of my drink as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms smiling triumphantly.

So I explained to her how Jack was cheating on me and chuckled as her eyes lit up with aggravation.

"You know I never liked him." She said leaning foreword, forearms on the table.

I rolled my eyes and downed the rest of my drink.

"Whatever" I said "I just wanna let lose and have a good time and not worry about anything."

Michelle shrugged and threw her arms up in defeat "Fine, if that's what you wanna do" she started to wave over the waiter. "Now, I'm gonna give you a limit of $200. So any time you see her" she points at me "without a drink, you give her one."

Now... I can't quite recall what happened after that. I felt alive and free, like I could do anything. Like things were looking up for me.

... Until I awoke to a throbbing head, aching stomach, and someone else sleeping in the bed beside me.