Taming the Bitch (COMPLETED) Wattys2018

Chapter IX - The PASSWORD

She didn't know where they were going. All she knew is that Vincent is dragging her out of the ballroom now. He is holding her wrist tightly as he pulls her to run as if it'll be the end of them if she wasn't quick.

Gabrielle remained blank and unable to talk even when Vincent pushes her into his car and drives his way down to the city until they reach The Atelier.

He stops at the parking lot and stare at the wheels of his car before turning to look at her still stunned face.

He cannot read what is on her mind... There is no emotion written on her face as she stares blankly at an empty space.

"Gab..."

Hesitantly, he reaches for her hand that is now banded with his ring. He saw her eyes drift from the empty space to her hand that he is holding.

"You knew..." She says softly before pulling her hand away from his touch like he is burning her.

"You're just like them..." She continues before she unfastens her seatbelt with her shaking hands and opens the door to leave.

"Gab..." He tries stopping her, grabbing her hand and holding it tight but she just pulls it away and bangs the door of his car before quickly walking to the elevator.

"Fuck...!" He utters banging the wheel of his car with his tightly-closed fists before getting out to run after her. But even before he could reach her, the elevator has already closed and the last time he'd seen is of her beautiful face that shows nothing else but anger and disgust towards him as their eyes met.

Again, he bangs his hands on the elevator. Frustrated and confused on what to do. Her anger matters to him.

She didn't know! She had no idea of what was planned for them tonight and she was obviously humiliated.

Frantically, he keeps on pressing on the button of the elevator so he could follow her.

With heavy steps, he runs to her penthouse as soon as the elevator opened up in the highest floor of the building.

"Gabby...!" He knocks on her door after ringing the bell but there was nothing. He kept on doing the same while calling out her name but he's just fooling himself. He knew she wouldn't open the fucking door for him even if he dies outside right now.

Combing his greyish hair in frustration not knowing what else he could do but open the door with the password he feels so guilty he is using now, Vincent keys in the Numbers and hears the clicking sound of the door being unlocked.

"Gabby...please..." He says as he searches for her and finds her packing up her things frantically with a bottle of whiskey in hand.

"Gabby, what do you think you're doing?" He asks as he sees her drowning herself in alcohol as she throws her things into the luggage just anyhow.

"Gabby please, listen...!"

"Get out!!!" she screams throwing the bottle of alcohol she is drinking on to him for which he avoided by ducking.

"Gabby, let me explain...!"

"Explain what?! How you made a fool out of me together with your grandfather and my beloved father?!" She aims another bloody thing at him, this time it was a picture frame on the bedside table. But even before her soft hands could throw it hard to his face, Vincent grabs her shoulders and shake her not so gently. She's losing her shit again, this time, she's pouring her anger not on a bloody expensive car, but to him!

"Gabby...!" He tries calming her while shaking her to her senses but Gabby just pushes his hands off of her.

"You deceiving moron...!" She was so quick and before he knew it, her palm already landed on his cheek.