I tuck out my seat belt. "I'd like to get out," I say, trying not to let out any fear in my voice.
Silence.
YOU ARE READING
The Ride
Short Story"I give all my hopes up then. Because he was right. There was no one else to hear or help me, plus all the doors were locked and he had a gun. Only if there was a way..."
FIFTEEN
I tuck out my seat belt. "I'd like to get out," I say, trying not to let out any fear in my voice.
Silence.
