Castiel's point of view
I got in the car and my fear increased when the locks clicked into place.
His eyes were dimmed almost like a slit as he drove away.
He didn't glance at me, not even for a second as he sped through the night traffic.
Every stop, sharp turns and the spike in the speed make my body ache. I was also getting pissed as he didn't care about hitting the brake suddenly and it felt like my stomach was about to empty all it content out.
"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled suddenly and that caused him to step on the brake again, and I lunged forward at the suddenness. The only thing that prevented me from hitting my face on the dashboard was the seatbelt.
He turned his head slowly in my direction, his eyes were now dark and he looked away from my face to my neck.
I swallowed nervously but I still stared back at him angrily, or at least pretending to be because at this point I was more scared than angry.
