His Cure

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She walked into the house, and slowly shuts the door then spun around.

She was faced with Gregory who was standing on the staircase and watching her silently.

“Where are you coming from, author?. You cheating on me?”he finally spoke up.

Beatrice rubbed her neck, feeling uneasy.

“I.. I was out.. was out in the open for… for inspiration. I..”she batted her lashes.

It doesn’t look like he is buying her lie though.

She flashed her teeth at him and tried to take a step forward.

Unknowingly, the strap of her bag has been let down and she stumped upon it and fell to the ground on her butt.

She wrinkled her face up in a displeased look and muffled out a groan.

She shuts her eyes and took in a sharp breath.

“Gregory, can you help me with a glass of alcohol?”she opened her eyes and looked at him.

He stared back at her, stumped.

Alcohol?

“I.. know you are an introvert. But, still, you should have alcohol, right?. No one can.. do without that. We will always need it at some point in our lives. It should be among the things you have.”she smiled.

Heaven knows how much she is masking her pains right now.

“It appears you went out for another purpose.”he said.

“Oh, come on. I just had a break – up with boyfriend, can you be more nice today?”she laughed.

He folded his arms and exhaled.

“So, you did cheated on me.”

“Cheat?, the hell you mean by that?. We..”

“I already bought your time, miss. And, I thought I said there should be no going out. Do you really wanna go against my rule?. Really?”

“Is that the third rule?, no going out?”she scoffed, nabbed her bag from the floor and got up on her feet.

“What about my mom?, I told you I..”

“I don’t fvcking give a damn about that! You went to spend the time you’re supposed to use for me for another man?. Isn’t that cheating, author?”he rasped.

Beatrice took a gulp down and shook her head.

“If you’re not generous enough to offer me a glass of alcohol, get the hell out of my sight. You irk me. Seriously?, because you’re fucking rolling in the dough doesn’t make you a god! Tell me your shit tomorrow morning. I really need to go mourn my broken relationship.”she dragged her feet towards the staircase.

She brushed shoulders with him and smirk at him.

“You’re a nobody just as I am. You’ve got money?, why not buy your peace with it then?. You’re just like me – miserable.”she cocked a laughter.

“No! Maybe I’m a little better than you. I am poor but I’ve got some peace to myself. I can walk freely, eat freely but you?, paparazzi is your hometown.”she scoffed sarcastically.

Gregory’s eyes heated up and changed color.

His hand rounded up in a punch and he let’s out a sigh.

“You know what?”he grasped her arm.

“Maybe a drink would really help.”he thrusted her in his room.

He moved to the bookshelf and slides it to the right side.

A door appeared with a passcode tab.

He tapped on some numbers and the door whirred open, revealing a small bar.

Different drinks were stored up in it.

A scoff slides out of Beatrice’s lips.

He’s got something like this in here?

Woah. The sight is..

Oh, well, this is what she needs right now.

He stepped inside and throw his head back at her.

“You just going to stay there?”he asked, grumpily.

“Huh?, of course, not. You don’t know how bad I wanna get wasted tonight. Something might happen tonight. Just pretend that thing never happened, okay?.”she sprinted inside.

He gave her a befuddled look and she chuckled.

“Nothing naughty, I promise. Drinking must have been quite boring for you, IntrovertBoy. Well, you’ve got a partner for yourself tonight.”she tapped his shoulder and went to sit down on the high stool.

That surely didn’t go down well with him.

“Don’t get this wrong. It’s just for tonight.”

“Hm, tonighttt”she drawled as she snagged a bottle of brandy from the shelf and raised up the glass that was placed head – down up.

She popped the bottle opened and decanted the drink in the glass.

She breathed out a sigh and wrapped her hand around the glass, raised it up to her lips and gulped it down in a Go.

Gregory came to sit down on the stool next to her’s and also poured himself a drink.

He dropped some ice cubes in it and shakes the drink.

Beatrice slammed the empty glass down on the table and breathed out.

She likes the way it burns her throat.

She glanced at him and took her lips in.

“You can say whatever it is that has been disturbing you too. It is advisable you release such grudge in a night like this.”

“Thanks, but I’m not a reckless drinker. Mind your business.”he replied coldly and took a sip out of his drink.

She shrugged.

“If you say so.”she clicked her tongue.

She poured herself the second glass, then the third, fourth…. tenth!

Now, she was fully intoxicated.

“I love Daniel a lot. But,”she hits her chest and pouts her mouth then turned to Gregory, who has been taking only sips of his drink. This should be his third one.

“I don’t think he feels the way towards me. I like him too much.”she hiccups.

“I even melt away in his scent.. but, he is always cheating on me.. I was going to turn a blind eyes to it but his recent one was the last straw. I couldn’t take it anymore. I feel like I’m being played.. do you think it’s because he is rich?”she grabbed the collar of his shirt, bringing her face so close to his.

Gregory cleared his throat and tried to get her hand off him.

She belched loudly and he gritted his teeth in burning anger.

“Look, author, slowly get your hand off me..”he gnashed his teeth.

She let go of him, moved her head back and gave a hysterical laugh before imitating his statement.

“Don’t call me that tho.”she smacked his head.

“My name is Beatrice. Say it.. Beatrice. Call me that.”she burps.

Gregory sighed in frustration.

What has he gotten himself into?

“Come on, tell me why he doesn’t love me!”she poked his forehead, menacingly.

She turned away from him and battled with her booze bottle.

She looked inside the glass and huffed.

“It’s empty..”she batted her lashes cutely at him.

He took his eyes away from her and cleared his throat.

“Mister, fill it up.”she tapped him on his shoulder.

He rolled his eyes before carrying the bottle.

As he attempted to pour some drink in her cup, she hits his hand.

“Not with that, dummy! With love. Fill it with love. Fill it so I can feel it.”she winked at him.

What the?..

Gregory’s lips parted in disgust, surprise as he gawped at her.

She sighed and cupped her cheeks then placed her head on the table.

“If only.. if only you would fill it up.. I badly wanna feel you, Daniel..”she gibbered as she shuts her eyes.

He placed the bottle down and stared at her.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Her cheeks has turned to tomato red. Looking down from her milky skin eyes flesh, to her reddened cheeks and her plump red lips, she looks so breath-taking.

He got so lost in her beauty when staring at her.

He tried to take his eyes off, but he couldn’t.

So, he decided to give in to the temptation.

This would be only for a moment. He should enjoy the nice view now that he can.

His mind drifted back to what she said a while ago.

Sound a little similar to her last novel before she signed out as a writer.

Or, did she actually got the muse for that novel from her own life?

Her hair was scattered all over the table.

He sighed and finally looked away from her.

He stood up and poked her rib.

“Your time is up. You have to go back to your room now.”

“Ugh, oh, no, mister. Don’t drive me away from Daniel.. I still like him. Let me sleep on..”she muttered in her sleep.

And, alas, the tears she has been holding back in started to fall out.

“I still love you, love him.. still love him.”she sang slowly.

“Go and continue your mourning session in your room. You really have to leave now.”

“I refuse!”

He slapped his forehead.

“I will drive you out the hard way then.”he pulled her down from the stool.

“Ouch, I want to sleep more..”she drawled out, her eyes were still closed.

She staggered back and forth.

He dragged her out of his room and to the next one.

He just have to get rid of her so he didn’t mind if that was her room or not.

He turned back to leave but she gripped him back.

“Mister! Let me stay with you tonight.”she pleaded.

Her crystal blue eyes playing tricks with him.

Just then, she covered her mouth, getting retched up.

Her palm went off her mouth and she released the contents in her mouth on him then her head drops gently on his chest.