Hear Me

I grab a snack at the closest mini-market.

Being polite by leaving my skateboard outside against the door frame.

I pay.

With the small amount of cash that I have.

I exit the store and stop dead in my tracks.

I should just bash my head in now.

Stephen takes my skateboard and then puts it in the backseat of his car.

He's giving me a smug look.

He tells me to get in.

I'm not getting in without a fight.

He shrugs then says that he guesses I don't want my skateboard back.

Fucker.

I get into the car.

Feeling claustrophobic as soon as all the doors are shut.

Let me out.