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"Why does anyone need to save me?" she asked.
Alice raised his eyebrow. "You're not scared?"
"Are you a ghost?" Alisha retorted.
Alice hated this game she was playing. Despite that, he asked, "No, do I look like one?"
"You do, but even if you're, I'm not scared of you," Alisha replied. "So, no way I'm getting any fear from you."
Alice wanted to smash his head against the wall the way she was talking to him. She seemed to be the only person in the world not scared of him, despite everything he had done to her. At least if she were scared, she would learn not to spoil his mood. But here she was, making his temper rise.
"You better fear me. If you don't want me to do things that can give you more pain, better don't get on my nerves," Alice said angrily.
"I'm not sitting in your head, and please remove me from your lap too," Alisha replied.
"Can you shut your mouth, you dumb bitch? I am not in the mood to talk. If you are so eager to mess with me, don't forget I can throw you out of this car. If you want this to happen, then tell me because I'm eager to do this for sure," Alice retorted harshly.
Alisha's face was covered in fear at the thought of being thrown out of the car. That's something Alice surely didn't want.
At least now she was quiet, and that gave him some satisfaction.
“I can go orphanage right, if he throw me out”, Alisha thought.
"How? When your injured body hits the road, you won't be able to walk anywhere," her conscience replied.
Alice saw her deep in thought and asked, "What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking of what would happen if I jumped down from here. Is it going to hurt too much?" Alisha replied without much thought.
Alice's eyes widened. He couldn't believe she was thinking this way. "So how is that plan going? If you want, I can push you, then you can figure out how it feels when you fall down from the car. It's going to be an experience you never felt before," he said, trying to scare her.
Alisha was shocked at her own words. She didn't mean to say or even think about such things. But she has no control on her tongue, it spills the thing's she never wanted to.
"So tell me if you want me to do this, I'm ready to throw you out of the car. You can enjoy the outside view," he said.
"I can enjoy the view through the window. Why do I need to enjoy it by getting on the road?" Alisha replied.
"You were the one who looked like you were going to enjoy it brilliantly if you were out. I had no issue throwing you out, and there you would have your fun day for sure," Alice said.
"No, you don't have to. I changed my plan," Alisha replied.
Alice laughed at her response. He enjoyed the way she reacted and talked.
Alisha couldn't understand why he was laughing at her. "Did I crack a joke? That's making him laugh. What's the reason he is laughing this much, making me all shocked to see there is no reason he had to laugh like this?"
The driver was also shocked to see Alice laughing, as he never laughed and always had a straight face.
"Do I look like a clown?" Alisha asked.
While laughing, Alice replied, "You surely do talk and look like one, no lie in it."
Alisha didn't like being called a joker and asked the driver, "Uncle, do I look like a joker to you?"
The driver was shocked and didn't know how to respond.
"Tell me uncle, do I look like a clown to you?" Alisha again asked .
The driver was in a dilemma, unsure of how to respond without causing any trouble.
“Ahm”,
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