Khloe's P.O.V.
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I chewed on the back of my pen as I stared out at the night sky. It's almost 8 o'clock now. They've never been this late picking me up. My work day ended almost two hours ago. Lately, I've not had to work longer than 7 p.m. So, why aren't they here yet?
My nerves have been getting the best of me. I just keep thinking that Baz told the others about what happened. That they're all just as mad if not madder than he was. They've never not picked me up before.
What if they're just waiting for me to come home on my own? What if I get home, and they're all gone without a trace? What if they're done with me because of this?
I switched from biting my pen, to my thumb. It's a nervous tick of mine that I had dropped years ago. Now I'm right back t
