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Chapter 5 The unexpected meeting
A few days later.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Bette looks disbelieve at her dashboard, the power of her expensive car is now shutting down, no matter how many times she turns the car key, the few noises it makes sound like protesting. Great choice of timing, her car remain silence after how hard she’s been trying.
“I’m going to die.”
She looks at her surrounding, frustration in her mind is growing bigger and bigger. Except for a small abundant gas station and a few creepy houses, there are no signs of life around, thanks to Kelly, choosing a bar far away from town, now Bette has no idea where she is.
“Great, just great.”
Bette is so frustrated, her both hands scratching her hair. The sun is setting down, after a few hours it will be totally dark here, she assumes that there will be some light…are there?
“Calm down, calm down, Bette Porter, you have a 120 IQ, just think…”
She quickly searches her bag, finally finds her cellphone, like successfully make a fire on an isolated island, this is the very first time she cries for happiness for this high-techie-techie. This is her first time stuck in such a ridiculous place, she wants to call the car repaired center but she doesn’t know the number, she decides to call her friend. Alice went to New York for some celebrity party, Adele won’t pick up her phone unless she’s the caller, the only one left is Kelly. Bette immediately dials Kelly’s phone.
“Come on, pick up, pick up, pick up…”
A voice pops up, the loud noise makes Bette’s ear wince in pain, but she can’t make any complaint now.
“Kelly! Thank god, where are you now?”
“I’m already at the party, it’s amazing, Bette, where are you?”
“Listen, I need help, I’m stuck in nowhere, please come and get me…”
“What? I can’t hear you! It’s too loud here! Come quick! This is so much fun!”
With a loud beep, Kelly hangs up her phone, Bette’s eyes wide open.
“Wait, no, Kelly! Kelly? Mother fucker…”
She dials, again and again, Kelly never answers, directly go to the voice mail.
“Fuck, what do I do now…”