Chapter 66 Runaway

Runaway I glanced at him. A stony glare carved into his dark eyes. He gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked straight ahead. "Rence . . ." my lips utter. I tried to caress his arm, but I just blew a crisp cheap. I bite down my lip. I closed my eyes tightly to calm my heartbeat. "Where are we going? How about Clarence?!" I finally said to break the silence. "And your dad, what will he say after what happened at the party?" "I don't fucking care!" he shot with anger. I leaned heavily on the seat. I want to ask what makes him so annoyed. But I just chose to keep quiet first. "Aren't you going to tell me something I don't know?" he then asked me smoothly. There I turned to him in astonishment. I was a little bit confused. I do not know what he refers to. I was surprised when he suddenly stepped on the cylinder, causing us to speed up. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I said frustratedly. But he suddenly braked. If I hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, I might have sunk in