Addiction

Chapter 22

Gerald's P.O.V

She is pass out now.
I shouldn't have let her drink that much of alcohol since it was her first time consuming it.

I was too focus on her beauty and her flawless skin to pay attention and take the bottle away from her.

Though i have already finish half of the bottle it was stupid of me.

I'm such an asshole.

She is going to be so sick in the morning.

Lord please save her for me... I hope she doesn't have a terrible hangover.

I put the covers over her and walk back out of my room.

It's already 3 am... Yet the crowd is still loud.

"Where is your new puppet" I hear a voice from behind me and i recognize it.

"Fuck off"

"So is she tight... I suspect you've already hit it" His voice gets louder.

I turn around and look at him.
I'm not surprise... He has a whole bottle of vodka in his hand and has jack daniels in the other.

Mixing two different alcohol together... I feel sorry for him.

"So your just going to stay quiet... Talk to me man" His voice continues to torture my brain.

Gustavo always told me... The best way to respond to an idiot is by your silence.

So i just turn around and walk back downstairs.

"Tell me when your finish with her... I'll like fuck her too" He yells.

Anger boils all over and i turn around.

Fuck the silence shit... Nobody is fucking her if it isn't me.

I walk over to him and punch him right in the mouth..Both of his drinks stumble down from his hands.

He falls back and look shock at my actions.

He walks towards me.. Looking like he is going to hit me.

"I dare you to touch her... You'll be a dead meat" I growl thru my teeth.

His laughing... Fuck is he laughing at.

"You just provoked me.... I'll make it out of my way.. Just to see her... Just to Fuck her brains out" He spits out... Blood running from the corner of his lips.

Now i see nothing but red.

I punch him relentlessly and he falls back unto the floor.

He makes a pathetic noise when my fist hit with his nose.

I loose counts on the punches that are being thrown at him.

I can now see his filthy disgusting blood on my knuckles.

I take the bottles that he had and I think about breaking the bottles together and cut him.

He knew better not Fuck with me... Yet he choose to.

I take the vodka bottle and hit against the wall .... It breaks and i stab his left arm... He screams like a Bitch.

Right now i am sure there is a huge crowd watching us but i don't really give a fuck... Don't mess with what's mine.

"G what the hell... Stop" I hear a female voice scream.

"Stop him"...

I go back to punching him.