Diana's P. O. V
I rushed downstairs, still physically drained out and in need of some rest. Aunt Nia had headphones on, so she didn't hear the car park outside, or the knock that followed.
I walked past her outside the house, and calmly shut the door behind me, grateful for her love for loud music.
"Why are you sneaking out of your own house?." Was the first thing my boyfriend decided to ask me on seeing me after a long time. Two days more or less...but it did feel like forever.
I pulled him by the arm, yanking him away towards his car. He followed obediently, I could feel his harsh stare trained on me. Basically because I wasn't dressed to be out, and any neighbor out there might think am crazy.
That is if they don't already think that way about me.
I helped myself into the car and slammed the door, pissed at how inconvenient this stay would be.