"What are you?" He asks me, breaking the silence. I am quite shocked by this question. Mostly because I don't even know how to answer it.
"Werewolf. I think... And you are a vampire," I state. He nods.
"You don't smell like a werewolf." He lifts his...
I grab the steering wheel tightly as we begin to roll forward. Luckily there aren't too many cars driving around, but I still have to be careful not to hit the ones parked - and there are a lot of those. I barely notice how my entire body is tensed up until I need to remind myself to stop holding my breath. It's nerve-wracking trying to understand how the car works, but it's also insanely fun. Dom is helping me shift gears, since I can't focus on that right now as well, so whenever he says "Clutch!" I quickly stamp the clutch all the way down and lift my foot from the speeder so he can shift the gear for me.
I don't reach higher than second gear, however, as I'm snailing around in circles in this giant parking lot. After a five-minute time - which feels like 20 the way I'm sweating and focusing - Dom looks over at me.
"Why don't you try to pull out on the road?" he asks me, prompting me to look over at him quickly with a scared and nervous look, before whipping my head back just in time to avoid hitting a car.
"Uhm, sure," I answer hesitantly with er nervous chuckle, taking a deep breath to brace myself, before turning to follow the arrows guiding me toward the exit. I sit for far too long waiting to pull out, because every time I so much as spot a car coming towards me on the road I have to pull onto, I worry too much that I will hit it, or won't be fast enough.
Finally, I gather the courage to just do it after the third honk from a car behind me. I'm glad Dom is more patient and just laughs every time I begin to tense up - it makes it not quite as bad. I begin to roll down the big road in the inner lane. Car after car zooms by me on the lane right next to mine, some of them honking and others flipping me off. I look over at Dom, not sure what to do.
"Alright, we are still in second gear, so we have to get you up to fifth gear for you to drive as fast as the others. Just slowly begin to accelerate, and I will shift the gears." I swallow and nod, pressing my foot down harder on the speeder, and then on the clutch every time he demands that. Before long I'm zooming away at the same speed as all the other cars on the road, and I breathe a sigh of relief. This is so much better!
"See? You are a natural!" Dom says excitedly and leans back in his seat folding his arms. I laugh, feeling all of the tension leaving my body, allowing me to enjoy the feeling of the car racing down the road. Dom cranks down his window and puts his arm out, moving it like he is caressing the wind blowing by, and I smile as I remember how I used to do that the few times I was in the car with my dad. Then the feeling is replaced with sadness that I probably won't ever see my family again. Then anger as I remember how my dad had failed me and tried to have me killed.
I grip the wheel again, trying to fight down the sudden tsunami of anger rising up, as I remember all the unfair things that have occurred to me, ever since that alpha son of a whore decided to violate my baby sister. I feel the heat rising up my arms and my vision goes blurry as I press the speeder harder without even noticing.
How the hell dare they treat me like this? I did NOTHING wrong, and they want to kill me for rightfully trying to rip the head off of Tim? I mentally spit out his name in disgust. If anyone deserves to die, it's him and his entire family for protecting him. And now that we are at it, Kai deserves to die a slow and painful death as well, for being the fucking backstabber that he is. And honestly Hera too for abandoning me and siding with him, as I was actively being murdered by those fucking druids. At least they died painfully. I feel myself starting to breathe faster, as the speedometer reaches 160 km/h and the tree flies by us in a haze.
And actually, the one I almost want to kill more than Tim would be that ugly and disgusting old bastard of a vampire, who had me locked up and tortured for three weeks straight FOR NO REASON. I have done absolutely NOTHING to warrant all of this hatred towards me! What the hell did I ever do? I saved my sister and then saved myself - THATS IT, why the fuck does that make me the number one target of everyone??
I swerve in and out of the two lanes, not slowing down for any of the cars in front of me. I don't realize nor care how fast I'm going until Dom reaches over and grabs my thigh, forcing me to pay attention to him.
"Slow down," he says staring directly into my eyes, and suddenly my foot lifts from its place glued to the floor, and we slow down to the speed limit of 130 km/h. My anger however is not subsided the least. I think it might actually just have doubled, as I realize what just occurred.
"Did you just fucking use your mind tricks on me?!" I exclaim, slamming the brakes and pulling out into the emergency lane. I rip my seatbelt off and tear my door open before stamping over to Dom's side, ready to pull him out. To his advantage, and my disappointment, he is already out of the car and approaching me.
"How the FUCK dare you do that to me?!" I yell, pointing my finger right into his face, but he doesn't seem to face me. He just stares at me with little emotion showing.
"Have you been doing this shit the entire time? Huh?! You fucking idiot, I should never have trusted you! You are the reason I was fucking starved and isolated for three entire fucking weeks, you fucking sadist. You probably enjoyed seeing me weak and vulnerable, huh?!" I push him in the chest, but he barely budges. This just pissed me off even more, and I reach back to punch him in the cheek, but he grabs my wrist before it makes an impact. I then try to hit him with my left hand, but he grabs that as well.
"Calm down," he commands, but I fight against the command with every fiber of my being. I don't want to be calm right now, I want to kill someone. I grit my teeth and fight against his grip, but then he pulls me into him, wrapping his arms tightly around my body as I beat against his bag with my arms.
"Relax," he whispers into my hair, but I won't have it.
"You let me go right the fuck now, or I swear to the Gods I will scream," I grit out, and after a moment's hesitation, he lets go of me.
"Fuck you," I spit out while staring daggers into him, and then I turn and walk away into the field next to the road.
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