Chapter 5.
She legged it down the streets as fast as humanly possible and kept the bottle close to her chest like breaking it would mean the end of her love life. Of course she felt bad about stealing from Abby and she would be out to get her from then on. But this was crisis mode and it was crucial she got naked with Therese right away. Although her request to Carol was certainly a bit out of order. What kind of woman did that to her lover?. Was she becoming an alcoholic?
Right now she didn't care. She needed some sex and pronto. She also decided she was never running again. She was too fit for this sort of nonsense. Arriving at a series of steps that led back to her street, Carol started to believe she was in for some luck this time. Right as that thought crossed her mind, she tripped on the steps and bounced down practically every one on the way down. It wasn't the fall that irritated her so but rather the sound of of the precious bottle of Wine breaking. That sound meant only one thing to Carol.
That Therese would be keeping her drawers on this evening.
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Hurt, shaken and Wineless, Carol walked down the street. She cursed the Gods over and over and even Therese got a lashing. 'You just couldn't fuck me when you had the chance Therese.' 'I give you everything, my drive is your fucking life and you're sending me out for fucking Wine.' 'I wouldn't be doing that to you.' Right now she didn't know whether to fuck her or kill her. With pure rage she kicked a can and it hit a car coming in her direction....a Police car.
The door opened and the officer got out with Carol having no way to get away from him. The officer approached her and surprisingly she couldn't of cared less.
'What do you think you're doing?.'
'Walking.'
'I asked you a question Miss.'
'And I fucking answered it.
'Watch your language unless you wanna get arrested. 'Now where are you going?.'
'For a goddamn walk. Is that against the rules?.'
'Right. What's your name?.'
'Mickey Mouse.' What's yours?' Donald fucking Duck.'
'Miss do you want to spend the night in a jail cell?.'
'I feel like I've been in jail all night long after what I've been through.' 'Now move.'
'We're not finished here so take it easy.' 'Now your name please.'
'Billie Holiday on a night off.' Now excuse me for the last time. 'What's your problem?.'
'Oh I don't know. Something to do with your attitude more than likely.'
'Don't know what you mean. Gotta go now.' 'Go work on the pig farm.'
The officer heard enough. 'You're under arrest. He went to grab her arm but Carol refused. 'I've had a rotten night so don't make it any worse for me. The officer noticing her condition decided to let her off the hook with a warning.
'Get going right now and watch your mouth in the future.' Carol stormed off and muttered under her breath. 'Strong smell of bacon around here.' She hated everyone right now.
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Finally she was back at her apartment and was no more successful than when she'd left. She was aching all over and pissed off beyond belief. All that running and fuck acting around and all she got from it was bruised legs.
As she was about to go inside, she suddenly remembered something. She had left Abby birthday present in the car. It was in a few days and it had been an album and a bottle of White Wine. She fucking went berserk, knowing that she didn't have to go to all that trouble in the first place. She'd practically broken into Abby's house and robbed her for nothing. She felt stupid.
Suddenly the feeling of being horny again came back and she raced around to her car parked around the corner and opened the back door. The bottle shone right back at her and she grabbed it.
She was on.
Carol jogged back to the apartment and ran upstairs with the bottle still in one piece. Getting inside she smiled big, ran to the cupboard and grabbed the glasses, raced to the bedroom and in she went and there was Therese....asleep and an empty bottle of brandy next to her. There would be no waking her up.
Carol just drank the whole bottle of Wine herself and passed out on the floor next to the bed.
The night hadn't ended well.