Chapter 24: Who Begs For Who?

"Where do you think you are bringing me?" I glared at him and crossed my arms. 

A minute ago, I am outside, the rain is pouring hard and I don't have an umbrella so I walked under the rain when this man approached me, yelled, and put me in his shoulders like a bag just to make me jump on his car. Now, his right hand is holding the steering wheel, his eyes darted at the road and his other hand leaned against the window, his fingers playing with his lips. 

"Put me down, I don't need your help," I demanded and shifted my weight to face the door and attempts to open it. 

"It's locked, you don't have a choice." He glanced at me for a second before maneuvering the car to the left. My eyes scanned the dark road, it's still raining cats and dogs but it was never a reason for me to not see where we are