(Tracey’s POV)
“What have you done?! He’s gonna kill us both for this!” She screamed as I watched the cab drive away.
I can’t begin to express how relieved I was to have him on his way to safety. Of course, I realized she was more interested in the cab right now, than me. So I began looking around for someplace to escape too.
“I wouldn’t try that, if I were you.” A masculine voice said from behind me and I spun around, awkwardly but spun nonetheless, and came face-to-face with the source. “Rustle. Why? What did I ever do to you?”
He just smirked at me as I spoke, but then he rolled his eyes when I finished and said, “Hate to break it to you, but the world doesn’t revolve around you, b***h. Now let’s go.”
He grabbed my arm and began pulling me along as he shouted, “Let’s go, st*pid!
