The speed of events shocked me and I tended to aid him, but I saw a man next to me.

It was Derrick.

"What are you doing here?" He said to me with a much colder tone.

He didn't let me answer anymore and pulled me out of the bar. I didn't struggle and let him take me where he would take me. When I noticed in his car, I withdrew my hand.

“Derrick, stop you’re hurting me!" I said pulling my wrist away from him.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you? You can drink, but at home and if you're outside, tell me." He said and...