Angel smirked. "It's okay. Just forgive him. Besides," she nudged me playfully, "I'm sure you enjoyed it too." My cheeks flushed red. "Hey! That's enough."
"Girl, you look like a tomato!"
Angel! Stop!" I laughed, hiding my face.
"Okay, okay. I give up," she chuckled.
She leaned forward. "Now tell me, are you making plans for my wedding?" Of course! What are best friends for?"
"Good. Then you're officially my maid of honor!" Aaaaah! Thank you!" I squealed. "I will gladly serve you on that day, my Queen."
We burst into laughter and hugged.
"It's selfie time!" she announced. "Wait! Where's my phone?" My eyes widened. "Oh no… I left it at Jake's house."
"Why?" Angel asked.
We took some pictures. I must've left it on the sofa." Oo this is some crazy mess….
"I gotta go. "At least have juice! "I'm fine. I'll have water in the car."
The cold wind hit my skin hard as I drove across the street. I suddenly felt dizzy. "Oh no," I mumbled. "I forgot my pills…" I parked dangerously close to the damaged bridge, the only option in my weak state. I hadn't worn a hoodie either.
"What a day…" I murmured, voice trembling. "Jake… please find me…" My head slumped, and everything went dark.
Jake's POV
Cell phone rings
I glanced down. "Damn, it's Aurora's phone." I answered. "Hello?" It was her Sadash.
"Jake, is Aurora with you?"
"No, she left hours ago. She said she was heading to Angel's. "I called Angel she said Aurora came back to your house to get her phone. She left her pills behind, and she didn't take her sweater. Jake, I'm scared!"
"F**k… This is all my fault."
I dropped the phone and ran out. "OPEN THE GATE!" I shouted.
My patrol jeeps fired up as I drove like a man possessed through the cold streets of New York. Please… God… not her. Not tonight.
Kim's POV
Driving across the bridge, I spotted a car oddly parked near the edge. Who's the driver?! She could die out here!" I rushed toward the car.
I opened the door and my heart stopped.
A young woman, lips turning blue, eyes fluttering weakly. "Oh my… what happened to such a beautiful girl?" She reminded me… of me.
She groaned faintly, holding her head. "Jake… Jake… "Talk to me, dear," I whispered, holding her gently.
Jake… who are you to her? I wondered.
Who is this girl that fate brought to me in the cold?