I could feel most of my body trembling at this point as I glanced over at the digital clock on the radio, only 40 more minutes. I watched him carefully, as he took a few long deep breaths from turning onto the road again.
"Did I do anything…?" I asked, hoping that I hadn't.
"No, no nothing at all." He said with the same tired smile as before. I looked closer as the light from the dashboard lit his face up, he had bruised eyes, but a still happy look on his face, and his flawless, complexion. "I just… it's a lot to explain so I'm not going to."
"Oh." I replied as I looked back out the window.
The rest of the car ride was nothing more than a few casual conversations, on how we liked our teachers, the annoying amount of homework they piled onto us, and the rest of the directions to my house.
Once we pulled into the drive way, I could see the lights in my house were on, which must mean my mother had come home. There was an awkward silence between to the two of us, and I felt it would just be rude to get up and walk out the car without even the slightest amount of thanks.
"Thank you, James." I said with a smile creeping on my lips.
"It's not a problem, but Abigail?" He asked looking at me.
"Abby, and yes?" I asked turning myself to face him.
"I think it would be best if you didn't come near me anymore." He said with a blank expression.
"Oh…" I interrupted.
"It's not that I don't like you, it's just…" He began taking a few long breaths. "It's just I'm dangerous."