Chapter 113
I have no idea where I'm going.
I have absolutely no idea where I'm going.
I have to find Noelle, though. She could be hurt, or lost, or… My thoughts race, horrific scenarios running through my mind. So many awful things could have happened to her. She could be dead!
I shake my head, trying to get rid of that thought. She's not dead. She's not. She can't be.
I find myself wandering down the main street and turning into a club. It's almost like a homing device. I only recognise it vaguely, but the people inside seem to recognise me as though I haven't ever been gone.
"Vince!"
"Vince, mate! Good to see you!"
"Alright Vince?" People begin to move towards me, patting me on the back and calling out my name. Someone at the bar waves me over.
"Good to see you, Vince. Your usual?"
"No, I'm not staying."
"What brings you here, then?"
"I'm looking for someone, actually."
"Anyone particular?"
"A girl."
"Aren't we all?"
"No, a particular one. About a head shorter than me, eighteen years old, pretty fiery temper. Can give you one hell of a slap." He laughs at this.
"Why are you looking for her?"
"I'm just worried about her. Have you seen her?"
"No, sorry mate. I'll get in touch if I do see her, though."
"Thanks." I say. Ignoring protests from people around me, I leave to continue my search.