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Thirty Two
Skylar's POV
This was my fifth and the final attempt to open the car door, which in that moment was all I could opt for, even if the car was moving. I was so sure I'd get out this time. So sure.
"Open the fucking door, Caden!" I shouted in frustration.
He glanced at me from the driver's seat and just that one glance told me how much he was regretting bringing me along with him. Which brought me back to the fact that he had dragged me out of school against my will, during my only free period, and forced me to get inside his car as he drove to God knows where.
"I'm not opening it, Anderson." He muttered, looking into the rearview mirror.
I tried opening the door again
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