4 chapter: Kendall-Poor-Jenner, psyhopath and crazy trip
POV Cara
Sometimes you need to tell someone everything you have inside, and it doesn't matter wants this someone to listen it or not.
Yesterday Kendall-Poor-Jenner became my speechvictim.
We drank a lot and then I told her all. She hugged me and smiled: ,, You'll be o'kay. Don't worry. I understand."
After that we went dance and were dancing untill one of us fell on the dancefloor ( of course, it was me). We were giggling and drinking a lot.
Then the party ended and Kendall went with her friends somewhere while I stayed at Alex's house. He is a very nice guy.
* morning*
I woke up and my eyes were stuck. Then I remembered about Annie; she's coming soon!
I dressed up and came out of the house. It was realy fresh. More fresh then yesterday.
I looked at my watches and found that I am too late and only taxi can help me.
I set in the car and we left Alex's territory.
While sitting in the taxi I remembered the song ,,Time for me to fly" and giggled.
We were going to airport. The driver was really strange and he scared me. And he drove the car like a psyhopath! Of course, I was late, but anyway I didn't pretend to lose my life today. (If I'd to end my life, I'd just called Annie when I'm drunk...))
It's been 1 p.m. when we were flying down the road. It still was far from airport, but to compare us with the other cars, our car was the fastest.
Suddenly we heard some noise behind us. Police.
Ooooooops.
I don't need troubles and troubles with cops. They are right behind us. I wanted my driver to stop. But he didn't think the same. He started race. Race with the police!
Goddamn, what does he do?!
I'm sure, he is really a psyhopath.
Our car was twisting and jumping on the road like horse and I got shocked a bit presumably because the driver was swearing and racing more and more.
WHY CAN'T WE JUST STOP?!
Our car was already out of the route.
Then we turned left and the police disappeared behind.
