Are you seriously just going to stand there? I grunted, trying to muster all my strength to pry open my car door. AP crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head.

Where did you think you were going?

What are you talking about? I huffed as my arm muscles burned and strained. The driver-side door was crumpled into the frame of the car. I could see where the two pieces merged, and if I could just yank it loose.

My heel hits a slick, muddy spot and sent me flying as I lost my grip of the car door. I fell back, tripping over my own feet and...