Chapter 3.
When the Police arrived at the vandalized store, Carol spent around 10 minutes giving details to them and only frustrated her even more. This Wine adventure was becoming more desperate by the minute. All she wanted was to go home and have that all important sex but Therese wasn't going to agree until Carol did her part.
Eventually the Police said they had all they needed from her and so she took off again to God knows where. It was too late now and options were slim at this stage. All the running was wearing her down, she would of signed up for a marathon if she wanted to be running anywhere. She ran down another laneway and spotted a bar across the road. Most bars wouldn't sell Wine by the bottle but hell would she try anyway.
She raced across the road and failed to see a car coming her way and she fell right up against it and then back onto the road. Luckily she wasn't hurt and was just dazed. The driver hopped out of the car and panicked went over to Carol and helped her up.
'Are you ok?.' 'Here take my hand.' He offered and Carol took his hand and he pulled her up. She felt wobbly and unsure of herself.
'I should get you an ambulance.' 'You were lucky but you should get checked over.' Carol knew she was fine and didn't want to go anywhere near a hospital. 'There's no need. I'm not injured.' 'I should of been more careful.' 'You just get on your way.' I'll be fine.' She was eager to get rid of him.
He wasn't as keen and tried to push the subject a bit more. 'Can I take you anywhere?.' 'I'd be happy to drop you off somewhere.' Carol shook her head. 'No no. I'm fine, really nothings wrong. Don't worry about it and just...well thanks for stopping.' 'I'll watch out in future.' 'Take care now.'
'Well as long as your certain?.' The driver still felt like staying. 'I am.' 'Sorry for the trouble.' She cursed this night under her breath. The driver took her word and after advising her again to be careful in the future, he got back into his car and watched as Carol walked past him and across the road. He drove off and Carol suddenly remembered why she had been crossing. She looked up.
The bar had just locked up.
'FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.'
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Desperate times called for desperate measures and with no where else to go, Carol decided to search alleyways for the chance that some homeless person would have some drink she could get from them, in return for money of course. This was risky for if anyone tried to mug her. But as far as she was concerned it would be more dangerous for them because she was having a very bad night and would take anyone on that messed with her. There was very little light and she was looking around for anyone.
Then she saw a group of guys huddled together by a wall and by the looks of it they seemed to have some kind of drink on them as they had some plastic bags. So she took her chance and went up to them, clearly not knowing hat to expect.
'Listen guys. 'Do any of you have Wine in those bags?' 'This is an emergency.' They looked at her.
'What kind of emergency?.'
'You wouldn't understand, just show me that you have a bottle of white and I'll make it worth your while.
One of the guys took that comment the wrong way and said she was attractive enough to make a deal with them. Carol corrected him.
'Not like that. I mean I'll pay you money, '50 dollars, now come on.' That's a bargain.' The men looked at each other with disbelieve wondering why a hot attractive woman was looking for something like that at this time of night and in this part of town. Carol produced the money from her purse and showed it to them. That was all one of them needed to see and he reached into the plastic bag and pulled out a bottle of White Wine, it was almost luminous when Carol saw it.
'Perfect.' She said as she handed the 50 over and got the bottle in return. 'A result at last.'
'God bless you lot for saving my night.' With that she ran off clutching the bottle with the guys looking at her as she went.
Carol thought of the quickest way to get home.
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Carol ran past some lock up garages in what was a short cut home. She needed to get home as fast as she could with this bottle of Wine in one piece. Her feet now were about to fall off and she almost wanted to glug back all that Wine herself.
Just when she thought she was alone, two younger women emerged from behind and startled her.
'Care to spare us a twenty sweetie?.' Carol ignored them. But they caught up with her and stood right in front of her. 'Just give us what you got.' You can spare it.'
Carol moaned. 'Do I look like a have anything to give. I've not a penny on me, thanks to my demanding girlfriend who insisted on me getting her this Wine. I spent whatever I had on me on this and I don't have anything else to give. 'I've been robbed, run over and pushed right to my fucking limits and all in the name of true love. If there's even such a thing.' 'Now this bottle is staying with me and if you really want to take it from me, well then your only choice is to fight me for it.
She plopped the bottle on the ground in complete anger and raised her fists.
'So who's fucking first then?'
The two women saw their chance at fun and jumped at Carol.
When she woke up minutes later, Carol discovered that the two women had dumped all the Wine over her and left the bottle sticking out the back top of her skirt.
She was back to square one again.