"It'll get better," Eli said.
"Why the f**k are you being nice to me, Eli?" I snapped. "You don't like me. We don't get along."
"Have I ever said that I didn't like you?"
"Actions speak louder than words," I shrugged.
"Not in my case," Eli said and unbuckled his seatbelt. "If I want you to know something I'll tell you."
"Good to know."
"I don't hate you, Daisy," Eli said. "We just clash. We're similar."
"Similar?" I scoffed.
"Yes," Eli nodded. "Granted your slightly more harsher than me-"
"Harsh? Eli, we've all heard the stories about your temper," I tutted.
"I control mine a hell of a lot better than you, princess," Eli said with a small smirk.
"I'll make you snap," I said and took my seatbelt off and opened my car door. "One day. I'll see the angry you've I've heard the horror
