I’ve only just barely managed to calm down when the sound of a twig snapping pierces my ears. I suck down another quarter of the alcohol because I’ll need it plus some if I’m about to have to be kissed by some random f*****g person. I strain my ears to listen over my pounding heartbeat and don’t hear anything else. I let a few more moments of silence pass before I begin questioning if I had actually heard a twig snap or if I’m just that much of a paranoid nervous wreck. Maybe it was the wind. I peek around the tree carefully but don’t see anyone around.
I pull my face back behind the tree and let out a relieved breath with my eyes closed. I take another generous sip of the Bacardi and become brave enough to open my eyes again only to jump and struggle with forcing myself not to scream b
