JOSIE
"You're drunk. I'm not yours," I snapped.
The look on Thorne's face was like he was about to make throttle me. I felt he would say something, but instead, he leaned back on the chair, and focused on the driver. Subconsciously, my hands went to my lips, wishing I had shut my mouth, and just let things go the way it was.
"Park the car," he said lowly.
I blinked. "What are you saying, Thorne? We are already so late, and..."
"Are you deaf? Park the damn car!"
I stared at Thorne in shock, my heart pounding so hard. This was it. He had always done things so recklessly, and now, he would hurt me again. The driver pulled at the side of the road.
"Get out of the car, and run," Thorne said simply.
