THE RACE│d.t

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"kian, can i please have my car keys back?" i ask.

"why? so you can go see ethan?"

"i just want to drive around, ki."

he rolls his eyes, reluctantly handing them over.

i weakly smile at him, and hop in my car.

i drive with my left elbow propped on the car door, my head leant against it and my right hand steering.

i didn't know what to think. i felt guilty for some unknown reason, like i had done something terrible.

being a clingy person, i drove past their building, looking at the window that belonged to their apartment.

the lights were on, brighter than all others.

i sighed, parking in the parking lot.