Burning Addiction

Chapter 2: Home

Carl

As I park my car aside, I saw her pointed out her house. Her front house gate was old and rusty, her roof was green in color and her house wasn't that modern. I was speechless, I thought her house was quite modern but I was wrong about it.

" Do you want to come in?" she asked.

I probably have some time, after all I'm taking a short break from my work. I nodded.

I stepped in her house and I heard a female voice coming over from the kitchen. Her hair was blond and it's obviously dyed and she had brown eyes just like Grace, her lips was pale and her dark circles are showing.

" Omg, its Grace. Where the hell are you yesterday? I nearly called the police." she said.

" It's all because of you. You forced me to drink the vodka you ordered and this man here is Carl. He picked me up when I was really drunk." Grace said.

" Honey, for one second can't you stop complaining? Carl did you do anything to her?" she asked furiously. I knew this is not turning well for Grace and Rachel after the incident yesterday, I'm completely blaming myself.

" I just found out some guys were looking at her so I had to do something about it, she was drunk too. She couldn't even answer properly." I looked at Grace and told Rachel.

Before I start to say something again, Grace interrupted. " For how many fucking time, I told you not to force me to drink vodka. I am not like you Rachel. You're good looking and have plenty of guys waiting for you. Are you that sad when Tim broke up with you? He was cheating on you, he doesn't worth you time, Rachel."

As they were arguing, I am best to leave it to them and get the hell out of their situations. I put on my shoes and suddenly a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me outwards the door, It's Grace. I stopped and ask her what happen, she just ignore my questions, put on her shoe and continue pulling my arm. She slam the front gate and asked me to drive her somewhere to cool down. I ended up driving her back to my apartment.

" Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. I heard her sobbing.

" She told me I should get out and live on my own if I doesn't want to be part of her family. I really hate her. She dragged me into all this shit and pushed the troubles all to me. She's worst than my mother" her voice was shaking and she was whimpering.

Oh god, I doesn't know how to comfort a crying women. What am I suppose to do? Fuck it. I hugged her.

" You can stay here as long as you want. I'll make sure you won't get hurt." I said and wonder did I mixed it up again.