I'm shaking and I can't decide if it's because I'm freezing my ass off or because of the sheer terror that has a chokehold on me. My thumb makes jerky movements across my phone screen. There's only two of these voicemails left to read... But I don't know if I can gather the nerve to finish them all.

But wouldn't it be nice, knowing what happened?

Fuck it. My thumb touches down on the play button. I've already come this far.

"Hey, Am! Did you and Dracula ditch me? Not cool!... I'm just kidding. I don't really care. I'll keep an eye out for you and Bryce, just in case you're still here. Stay safe and have fun, okay?"  

Oh, the irony. If only Jessica could see me now.