Jeremy was lost and in more ways than one.
He felt horrible about what he had done to Bonnie and moreso because she knew exactly what he had done. Kissing Anna had felt right at the time and he still wasn't so sure he regretted it. Not for the reasons that most people might think but those were reasons he didn't feel like discussing with anyone. It wouldn't matter what he said, everyone would see him as a jerk and that was just something he would have to live with. Right now, he just wanted to get home and find a way to take his mind off of things.
The only problem was that he couldn't find his car. He swore he had left it just down from the witches' house but it was nowhere in sight. In fact, the further he went, the more he felt like he didn't have a clue where he was. Nothing looked familiar but he tried not to freak out. It was easy to get lost in the woods at night, so he kept going with the hope he would find something familiar.
Eventually he saw lights in the distance and he frowned, wondering if he had somehow walked back to town already. As he drew closer, his frown deepened as the buildings were not recognizable to him. It didn't even look like home as he wandered into the village. Pausing, he turned as he ran his fingers through his hair. Turning, he looked back the way he had came and then looked at the buildings once more.
"Where the hell am I?"