#Chapter177
The car moves lurching forward and I grip the seat as it moves. My claws digging into it held me steady. The motion so fast as he moves onto the road. The motion made my stomach turn. My head feels funny as my stomach lurches in my throat.
/"Mate, feel ill/"
/"Huh?/" He says looking at me.
/"Shit!/" He says pulling over. I try to open the door but I can't figure it out. I need out, I need out. The door suddenly opens and I throw up the contents of my stomach on the ground. Only it wasn’t the ground but his boots. He jumps back a growl escaping him. I try to move but the strap over my chest prevents me from leaving the car. I claw at it. My claws slicing through the strap freeing me as I jump out of the car retching.
