JUSTIN
I immediately pulled Riz when I saw the car swerving. She was stunned by the sudden turn of events. Luckily, she wasn’t hurt. In my anger, I picked up a rock and threw it at the car to make it stop. The glass in the back shattered from the force of the rock. I threw it hard; I used to pitch when I was younger.
“Justin!” Riz scolded me after I threw the rock. Her surprise was evident, and she probably didn’t expect me to do that. I ignored her and waited for the driver to get out of the car.
When the driver’s door opened, a teenager stumbled out, and when he looked at the damage to the car, he seemed to lose his composure.
Fuck! How old is he? 16? He doesn’t even reach my shoulder. I don’t think he has a driver’s license. Worse, he either stole the car or borrowed it.
“What the
