Getting her back.

The loud horn from the car Seth almost crashed into jolted him back to reality. He turned the wheel in the opposite direction quickly to avoid an accident. He was angry and wasn't thinking straight as he was driving. He knew he shouldn't be on the wheels in that state of mind, but he didn't care.

“What more damage could another accident do to me?” He thought to himself. He wanted to head over to Kaitlyn's house immediately, but he knew he would do something he would eventually regret, so he stopped at a nearby bar to get some Brandy to clear his head instead.

“One glass of Brandy please." He ordered, taking his seat at the bar table. Some girls present there approached him and began to rub their hands all over him. Seth shook his head in disapproval, but they didn't seem to get the memo, and they continued.

“Get your hands off me." He shouted, attracting everyone's attention. He was done with girls, all the ones he had ever been with before Isabella seemed to attract bad luck.

Just