I kept messing around with the radio hoping to get a good channel or something, anything to stop me from concentrating in my head, but I just met with cracks and distorted noises, was the network off?
"Come on" I growled silently, probably frustrated that this damn radio won't listen to me.
"It's not…"
My eyes snapped to Owen before he could speak, I was still angry by what he did, he seemed amused after he just flipped me off the bed, luckily I landed on the sheets and not the floor.
"Come on" he urged in a sweet tone.
I rolled my eyes. "I need anything, a station would do, it's too quiet"
"Well we're almost there so loosen up"
I remained silent.
"You could just play music from your phone"
"It won't help" I murmured knowing that fully well music will only aggravate the possibility for me, I had no intention for that and the music on my phone wasn't exactly something that can keep your mind off things.
