My eyes fluttered open without my permission. I found Josh propped up on his elbow, his eyes hard as he scanned the area around us. Something about his demeanor screamed danger at me, and I became suddenly as alert as he was. "Josh," I whispered, but he barely glanced down at me. "What's wrong?"
His hand curled around my arm without warning, and for the first time, he hurt me with his grip. "Get up," he growled, but he was already pulling me up. He pushed me towards the passenger's side hard enough to make me stumble. "Get in the truck."
He hopped down without a glance my way, his eyes still roaming the trees. "Josh, what's—"
"Get in the truck!" He repeated, but I didn't move.
My heart beat faster with every pulse of fear that ran through me. "Wha-what's goin—?"
He turned to me with a
