We were near the parking lot now.

我们现在离停车场不远。

I veered left, toward my truck. Something caught my jacket, yanking me back.

我转向左边，面对我的车。有人抓住了我的夹克让我回过神来。

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, outraged. He was gripping a fistful of my jacket in one hand.

“你想着要去哪里？”他气愤地问到。他又抓了手我的夹克。

I was confused. "I'm going home."

我疑惑了。“我想要回家。”

"Didn't you hear me promise to take you safely home? Do you think I'm going to let you drive in your condition?" His voice was still indignant.

“你听到我保证安全送你回家了吗？以你现在的情况，你认为我会让你开车？”他的声音听上去任然义愤填膺。

"What condition? And what about my truck?" I complained.

“什么情况？那我的车怎么办？”我抱怨道。

"I'll have Alice drop it off after school." He was towing me toward his car now, pulling me by my jacket.

“我会让Alice在放学之后开走的。” 现在，他拉着我的夹，拖着我走向他的车。

It was all I could do to keep from falling backward. He'd probably just drag me along anyway if I did.

我能做的就只是让我自己不向后跌倒。即使我倒了他可能也会拖着我走的。