Eight

Micah pov

 I have been searching for Alyssa for about an hour now. Driving with top speed to get to our favorite spots where we hang out but I didn't see her there. I stop and sat down, * use your brain and think this boy, stop acting like you are insane. Alyssa is your best friend, you know her better than you know anyone else. Where would she go since she had her heart broken?  What would she do? * I am supposed to even know how she would think dammit. 

   I need to calm down, I can do this if I just calm down. I slowed down my breathing as I try to think with a clear head, pushing all the worries that have been swimming in my head so fiercely that if me brink I can see them behind my eyelids. She must have been in a situation where she couldn't think and that would have made the taxi man to drop her off in an extremely popular place. I paused that flow. That would be what