Aaliyah's POV
I am inside my room with my mother sitting at the edge and Carson standing beside me with his fist tightly closed.
Tears cascaded down my face and I can feel my body shaking whenever I remember that traumatic experience.
~Flashback~
"Where are we heading?" I asked as Greyson continued driving. When he didn't respond my heart beat doubled because I sense that I am in danger.
"Where are we going Greyson?" I repeated but still, he didn't respond which put my panic.
"Greyson stops the car," I uttered calmly when I felt like he is speeding up. Greyson didn't listen to me and ignored me as if he didn't hear me at all.
"Greyson f*****g stop the car!" I shouted in anger and when I did that he hit the brake and his car stopped in the middle of nowhere.
"Why are you acting like
