Diana's P. O. V
I almost yanked the car door open, and sat down frustrated by him. Did I let him have it? Not exactly, I was pissed, not stupid.
"You know you should learn to say thank you when someone does something nice for you. Like giving you a lift." West said.
"Did I hurt your feelings?." I teased, wanting to get him worked up, but still I didn't get a reaction from him. He drove off without replying me, which tore me to pieces.
What that couple said to me today wouldn't get out of my head. What Cheryl said today stuck to my brain and what I overheard kept me on edge.
"You seem tensed. Are you feeling well?." West asked, killing the silence.
"Since when did you care?." I asked back, "never. I don't." He replied, "so just drive then." I sharply replied, not wanting to start a conversation with him.