Thick silence ruled the car till the time we reached home. Rage was radiating off Rafe's body in waves. It looked he was controlling himself from lashing out with the way he held the wheel, his knuckles turning white, and his jaw locked firmly. Okay, in conclusion he was pissed as hell, but why? That I needed to know.
He even called me a slut just because I wore shorts. He had no power to, I was my own person. He was wrong if he thought he will get away with calling me a slut, he had another thing coming. I was no longer that timid Valenie he used to date in highschool. I have seen bad days and worst days, I won't take any of his s**t.
As I got down from the car, he sped away, leaving behind the dust in his wake. I didn't care. Whatever had him angry, looked nothing I should be worried
