Chapter 42

Kay I think I am falling for Carl. I find everything about him interesting, and I'm ashamed to say, I miss him even though we just parted five minutes ago. Don't judge me, okay? Fuck, I didn't even get the chance to kiss him, thanks to the Man driving us right now. I don't know why he insisted that Marcello should come with us; the man is the most reckless driver I have ever seen. He drives speedily, loud music blaring through the speakers while he raps along to the dirty lyrics. I am definitely not driving with him again; I will rather walk. Talking to him is pointless because he won't even hear me. I look at Theo, who is sitting in the passenger's seat and is busy on his phone; doesn't it affect him? Maybe he's used to this kind of life. Well, I'm not. Especially when most of my time I'm riding a bike. This car feels like being locked up in a dark, suffocating room. There is not enough air for me to breathe, and it's too noisy. One of the reasons I hate cars is that this little space