I slapped myself in the face. The sting was less effective than the last. Despite the fatigue that had now taken permanent residence behind my eyes, I had no choice but to keep driving, until daylight at least. My hands tightened around the pleather of the steering wheel as I looked up the check the rear view mirror making. Nothing but shadows chasing me. I turned my eyes back to the road. My mus...

“I really can’t stand you.”

“Then why are you still listening to me?”

A strangled laugh escaped my throat. Only she could make me want to laugh and scream at the same time. A few months ago I might have missed the slight seriousness in her tone; although she was teasing me, a small part of her was still testing; testing to see if I had finally had enough of her. I didn’t know much now a days but...