As I stood outside the coffee shop, waiting for my ride home, I felt relieved that my shift had finally ended. It had been a long day, and I was looking forward to getting some rest. Suddenly, a luxurious car pulled up in front of me, and the window rolled down. It was Derick, I wonder what he wants again.
"Get in," he said, his voice firm.
Seriously, who did he think he is to command me like that, I hesitated and tell him. "No, I'll take a cab."
Derick's expression turned to one of annoyance. "Get in the car, now."
I could feel my pulse racing as I contemplated my options. I didn't want to get into a car with Derick, because I don't know what he is up to and don't mind provoking him. Eventually, I decided to take a cab and turned to leave.
But Derick wasn't going to let m
