I immediately push him away. “Get away from me! I didn’t do anything wrong! Don’t take me back to the cell!” I shout at him. Tears begin to roll down my cheeks, taking Austin by surprise. He shakes his head quickly. “No, Jasmine, don’t worry, I’m here to help you, not arrest you,” he begins to explain, but I don’t believe him.
“Jasmine, just please, get in the car and let me look after you You’re bleeding, you need help,” he says stretching his hand out to help me up. “Why should I trust YOU? I don’t even know you!” I shout at him. “You just need to trust me!” he shouts back. “Not everyone in life wants you to suffer!” he adds, this time taking me by surprise.
“Why do you want to help me?” I question him. Austin takes a deep breath and pauses. “I don’t know. I just know I want to help
