"What do you think you're doing?! Let me go!" I yelled, still trying to get away from him.
But who am I kidding? He's a lot stronger than me, it takes only one hand to drag me and I can't even fight back.
I was on the verge of crying. My wrist hurts but my tears isn't even about it. I'm so confused. We talked about this already, he was avoiding me, so what's this all about?
He looked at me when we reached his car. He opened the door and motioned me to get in but I couldn't move my feet. What's this all about? Why is he here dragging me again like this?
"Get in Lorraine,"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
He didn't answer. He's even avoiding an eye contact. I pulled my wrist from him because of my anger.
"Who are you to do that? Why do you have to hurt him? Why do you have to drag me
