I move to the exit as fast as I can and almost make it to the empty road when a car pulls up beside me.
"Shia, Get in the car" Of course, this asshole wouldn't leave me alone.
"I'm not getting in your car or going anywhere with you Richards" I start walking because I don't want to keep up with this conversation. But apparently, he's not willing to let it go.
"Get in the bloody car, Shia. I'm not gonna tell you again" Huh...like I need him to.
"No one asked you to" oh yeah, I'm full on emotional and I can blame it to my periods.
I think I've made my point as he stops the car and I walk ahead but of course I'm wrong because suddenly I'm off the ground and in his arms. The nerve of this asshole.
"What the hell are you doing?" I scream at him but he doesn't reply and dumps me on the passenger seat like a sack.
"I said, get in the motherfucking car" He is fuming. I can't believe it I should be the one who gets to be angry not him.
Even before I can make a dash to exit from the car, he's on his seat and has locked the door. He starts the car... he keeps looking my way while driving but I don't even bother as I'm facing the window. He tries to engage me in a conversation with him a couple of time but when I don't reply, he stops.
"you know, you shouldn't be angry. I'm just looking out for you to drive you home safely" Oh the nerve of him.
"Looking out for me? Looking out for me? What the fuck do you think about yourself Richards. You call this looking out for me where you're practically kidnapping me" He smiles, as if he's won and I realize the whole point of him stating that was to engage me in a conversation but I'm past all of that.
"Oh c'mon, don't be so dramatic" I see red at his comment and punch him on his arm with all the strength which I should've thought clearly because I only end up hurting my hand. But even then, it feels good.
"What the hell, Shia. You could've hurt yourself more"
"Don't you dare turn this on me, Richards... you had it coming from the stunt you pulled at the party" I can feel him getting angry.
"Oh, you mean the time when I cock-blocked the fuck boy" He smirks. oh, he didn't.
"You don't even know anything about him"
"Oh, yeah you think so. Then why don't you ask him that tomorrow"
"I will, when I'll go on a date with him" Let's just rewind...I don't have a date with him but that didn't stop me from spreading this misinformation and I could swear that Alden was ready to murder. Uhoh...bad decision?
"A date? A fucking date? When did he ask you about it? And why the hell did you say yes?" He asks me all that in one breath.
"Now now, don't get so worked up on that because as I said it's none of your fucking business" I smile with satisfaction but that's only short lived as he stops the car in the middle of nowhere. There is nothing but trees around us and an empty road.
"Richards, why did you stop the car?"
"Get out" I didn't hear him correctly, right? He couldn't mean to ask me to leave the safety of his car in the middle of nowhere, where I could be an easy snack for anyone.
"You're kidding, right? Is this some sick joke?" My words only added fuel to his anger. His grip on the steering wheel tightened to an extent that his knuckles turned white.
"I said, get the fuck out of the car" His eyes are almost red with anger. When I don't make any move to get out...he gets out of the car and shuts the door with so much force that the entire car shakes with it.
I won't lie...I'm scared as shit. I mean who wouldn't be? He takes a few long strides and stands at a decent distance from the car. I don't even dare to get out of the car. After a few minutes he comes back but not to the driver's seat but towards my door.
He opens up my door and forces me to get out of the car and pushes me into the door. Almost every part of his body is touching mine. I can feel his deep breaths on my face as he leans into me and puts his hands beside my head. He smells of mint as he stares at me and then his eyes shift to my lips.