7. ~Sweet pea~

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Written: 17 March 2023

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Written: 17 March 2023.
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How did I end up here? Here being in the middle of a deserted road with a broken car that refuses to start.

After getting back to the group we found out Trevor had to leave because 'Delilah' wasn't feeling well... I have no idea who that is. And Dean had a race. Me and June said our goodbyes when the clock striked 2 am. Dean informed us the party was moved to tommorow. I'm not sure why but I promised to be there.

June said she had to speed since poor Jason lost his key card and can't get into the penthouse.

So about halfway home my car stopped out of nowhere and now won't start agian.

I've been standing with my head in it's bonnet for about half an hour now. I'm pretty good with fixing my car. But I just can't see the problem tonight.

"Work! Work! WORK!" About 5 minutes ago I lost my patients and I'm now hitting anything and everything I can see in the bonnet.

"Be my bitch car!" Oh I also swear when I'm mad.

"Arg!" I throw the screwdriver I was using (the only tool I had in the car) to the ground and tears pool in my eyes.

Im tired, my back hurts, my ribs ache, my jaw pains and I'm hungry.

Suddenly I hear heavy footsteps behind me so I whip around and jump about 5 feet in the air when I'm met with a tall figure.

But I immediately calm down when I see its just Nick.

This guy's everything today.

My hand shoots to my heart and I sigh. "You scared me." My voice is shaky and tears are sitting in my eyes waiting to be released.

"Want some help there Sweet pea?" He asks tilting his head.

My breath gets caught at the nickname before I swallow and shake my head. "I'm an independent woman Nick. I can fix it myself."

I don't sound independent.

His eyes flash with amusement before nodding with a grin. "Ok. Go ahead then."

I nod and then look back at the engine. "Oh I will. Believe me, I will."

Looking down into the bonnet once more I start moving around all the parts looking for anything. I even check the oil... I hate doing that.

Nothing. I see nothing wrong. Stupid thing! And just like that I seek the problem but fail miserably for the 100th time.

"Need help now Sweet pea?" He's closer this time... Like right behind me.

I sigh before nodding. "Yea."

I step aside and he takes my place.

Not even 5 minutes later he looks up at me. "You're battery is dead... And I don't have jumpers."

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