"Wait" I said out loud, turning towards Jordan.
No, this didn't make sense, any sense at all.
Jordan turned towards me briefly before slowing down the pace of his car.
But that's not what the problem was!
"What's the problem?" He asked me.
I looked over to his knuckles on the steering wheel and noticed that his knuckles were raw and bloodied
But not bursted.
Wait what was wrong with me?
Why was I suddenly caring about him so much?
Again?
"We are doing a bad job at staying off each other's lane" I let off a bitter chuckle, gesturing towards his car.
Silence.
I turned to look at Jordan only to find him clenching his jaw almost painfully.
"Then let's stop this." He finally said with a shrug.
"It's not that easy" I snapped, turning towards him.
"You're the last person that I w
