Chapter 8: Platinum Dog

Jason dosed off on his way back to his run-down apartment in the city. He had seen Layla and that bastard, Rick, laughing at him, and he jerked awake, realising the driver just shoved his shoulder.

The man shoved him again and again.

"Sir! God dang, wake up!"

Jason's face scrunched. As he became more awake, he let out a yawn, thinking about the faces in his sleep. Gratitude filled his heart.

It was only a nightmare.

"For a second there, I thought you had died on me."

"No, I'm okay." Jason muttered groggily.

"Are you sure? I've been trying to wake you for the past five minutes. Didn't you catch any sleep last night?"

Jason didn't. The sounds coming from Mila’s room kept him awake all night. He had slept for an hour only, and he couldn't remember the last time he had gone without enough sleep.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. How much is the ride?"

The middle-aged man said, "$25. Cash only."

Jason searched his pockets, coming to a shocking realisation. His wallet wasn't with him. He had forgotten it
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