"So, how ya liking the party?" Ryan asks you. You only shrug. "Honey, I just wanna go home. My feet are killing me!" You answer. Ryan sighs but nods. "Yeah, sure. We can leave."
"Oh you ain't goin nowhere!" Some y'all man shoved Ryan. "Ah!" You scream.
"Oh, she sounds like she could be a good screamer." A chubby blonde boy says.
"None for you boo-boo!" Ryan replies in defense of his girlfriend.
The chubby boy shoved Ryan and starts throwing punches. "Ouch! Baby, run to the car." He passed you his car keys as you made a break for it.
You pushed on the gas and you never looked back. You only prayed that Ryan would be okay.
That was the last time you last spoken with him.
