30. For Crystal.

DIANE

Shit.

“Uhm, nothing.” I blurt out fast. “I think what she's trying to say is that she is pissed at you for leaving us at the bar for so long back there.”

“Oh. I'm sorry then.”

“Come on, let's go.” I urge him at once and quickly start leading Crystal away, my hand throwing her arm over my shoulder with my other hand wrapped around her waist to hold her steady as she staggers beside me on our walk towards Dante's car.

Gosh, she really fucking lost it. Did she swallow down gallons of booze during that short amount of time I left her?

Finally, we reach Dante's car. After entering the back seat together, Dante helps me in shutting the door of the backseat before walking over to get into the car driver's seat in front. Seconds later, he pulls off from the parking space and makes a turn, driving straight into the street.

~

We spend quite some time on the road. Minutes after we left the party, I had told Dante to first drop off Crystal before me, and he agreed.

Deep down, I just wanted