Taylors POV
He sprinted after the car, but I didn't stop.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” I chanted. “I didn't mean to! I'm sorry. I'll leave!” I shouted.
I ran a stop sign and didn't slow down. He stopped in the middle of the road behind me and put his hands on his knees to catch his breath. Looking at him like this in the rearview almost made me want to stop. But I couldn't because he was chasing me. He was chasing me because I was there. I wasn't supposed to be there. I told him I'd leave him alone and he wanted nothing to do with me. The further away I get the better.
I was a good 30 mins away now and lowered my speed. There were tall trees and forests surrounding me. I had no clue where I was, but it was beautiful here. There was a parking area up ahead that looked to be a scen
