#Chapter18 I'll let you drive my mustang
Tristan drives me home in silence and drops me off at my driveway before speeding down the street.
I open the door and welcome the warm air floating in the living room. I walk quietly up the stairs, making sure that I don't wake my parents up, but because today isn't my lucky day, the stairs creech with every step I take.
I finally reach my room without waking anyone up and I fling the door open and close it again after I enter. Without wasting a second more, I strip off the clothes clinging to my body and don on my soft pyjamas, and immediately go to bed.
Today was a really tiring day and it drained all the energy that my body contained. At least I have sleep to help me recharge.
/"Are you jealous?/"
Tristan's words resonate in my mind and I can't help but wonder if I was really jealous. I have no time to think about it as darkness already consumes me and I go to dream land.