Chapter 8: I will kill you
Silas's POV
Although I wasn't planning to go with Damon, he kept honking the car horn so loudly that my eardrums were about to burst.
On top of that, I had a sudden headache, and my vision became slightly blurry, so I had no choice but to get into the car.
"Your temper is always right on your nose, isn't it?" Damon muttered while starting the car.
I didn't respond to his comment and instead leaned my head against the car window, looking outside.
It was nighttime, and the deserted road seemed to stretch endlessly. Even inside the car, there was silence, as his entire focus was on driving. He kept his eyes on the road ahead.
I understood why he couldn't stay calm—his mother wasn't well, and it was obvious he was worried.
Ahead of us was king's's car, which Damon was following. But suddenly, the car in front came to an abrupt halt, forcing Damon to slam on the brakes.
The sudden stop threw me forward, but instead of feeling pain, I felt something warm and soft.
"Are you okay, Silas?" Damon's voice made me open my eyes immediately. I realized he had placed his hand on my head to prevent me from getting hurt.
"I'm fine, but why did your father stop the car so suddenly?"