Giving in to Him~

Chapter 1

"W-where am I" Jennifer said as she awoke.

"It's okay, you're okay." the man driving said.

He had one hand on the wheel, and the other on her shoulder to steady her as she woke up. He let go of her and returned it to the wheel.

"What happened?" Jennifer rubbed her head.

"You were hit, knocked out instantly. I carried you out of there-" the man driving replied without taking his eyes off the road.

"Out? Out of where, what are you talking about-what's going on?" 

"The bar, Jennifer, I carried you out of the bar."

"Wait why am I in your car? And how do you know my name!?"

He looked over at her and then his eyes rested on her left breast. Ready to scold him, she realized what his eyes we're looking at- her name plate, which was pinned over her left breast.

"Oh, again why am I in your car and not back at the bar."

"Because it was set on fire."

"On fire!?"

"Yes, on fire. It was an hour ago, fire department put it out already, everyones safe, don't worry."

"I've been out for an hour? And okay, you just brought me to your car?"

"You weren't waking up, and I couldn't leave you there."

"Yes you could've, the ambulance should've taken me to the hospital!"

"You're fine, you don't need the hospital."

"Who are you,"

"Rick,"

"Does that come with a last name?"

"That's irrelevant."

"Okay, well, Rick, mind telling me where you're taking me?"

"Home,"

"Home? And where is it you think that is?"

"Wherever you tell me it is."

"I was living at the bar. Renting out the apartment above it."

He looked at her, "Oh."

"Yea oh," she looked out the window, "Now what."

"Now you tell me a friend or relatives address for me to drop you off at."

"There isn't any,"

"None?"

"Nope."

"No parents?"

"Nope."

"Siblings, cousins, friends, boyfriend?"

"No, no and no. No boyfriend. Can I get some water or something my mouth is dry!"

"Glove compartment, and some tylenol. Hmm. Girl like you would seem to have a boyfriend."

"If that was supposed to be a compliment thanks, but I don't do boyfriends." Jennifer responded before she downed  two tylenol for the pain she still felt from getting hit.

"Oh... so..... girlfriend?"

"What? No! No I'm not gay I just meant I don't do relationships."

"How old are you exactly?"

"Old enough."

"Nice answer. What happened no one's swept you off your feet yet, no happily ever after and all that crap yet?"