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The basement is quite the view.

You may think that this is where the enemy suffers until they die.

Nope.

They had another base or cell to keep them.

Vale wouldn't want to live and sleep here if she had to hear their voice screaming in agony when they're being tortured.

She walks up to the bar table and grabs a bottle of beer. She opens it and shoves it down her throat with tears sliding down her cheek.

She sat on the chair and wiped her tears and gulped down another shot down her throat.

Again and again.

She didn't know how many bottles she had downed on her throat as she tried to make the suffocating pain in her heart disappear.

She emptied another bottle before taking another bottle of wine and tried making her way to the couch.

Stumbling, she cries and sometimes laughs bitterly when she recalls the scenes.

Vale shoves the drink down her throat, not caring that some of it was spilt on her face and clothes.

The pain she's feeling is all Keith’s fault.

If he hadn’t given the job to another woman, she wouldn't have gone home and found Kayden cheating on her.

'But, if he didn’t dismiss you, you would never know Kayden cheated on you.'

Her conscience speaks.

“Shut up!”

She throws the empty bottle on the wall.

The bottle shattered with a loud voice.

She stood up and balled her fist walking-swaying toward the punching bag.

Her appearance now was totally like a wreck in love. It's disheartening.

The vision of Kayden and the woman appears in front of her eyes once more as if mocking her.

Friends holding a party, my ass!!

She hiccuped and laughed before trying to punch the punching bag. Keyword, trying.

Her energy was drained when she stopped.

Feeling dissatisfied, she walked to one of the chairs, grabbed it and threw it to the wall angrily. She grabs another chair, breaks a table, and a few more pieces of furniture in rage.

Not without stumbling, falling and hurting her own body.

How dare he cheat on her?!

He knows she loves him with all her might!

He knows it!

He freaking knows it!

The banging outside the basement door made her laugh. It's not like they have the key to the basement. She had seen the key on the bar counter when she went inside.

Even if they break down the steel door, they have to cuff her hands and legs if they want her to calm down. (This was her delusional drunk brain thinking).

The question is, can they cuff her without getting their lips busted?

Can they open the door and fight her?

Right now, she's pissed, and she wants to let it out. It would be good if she could try venting on them.

Vale stood up, stumbled to the bar counter and grabbed a bottle of vodka.

The door bursts open at the same time she opens the bottle lids.

She almost poured it down her throat when a muscled hand grabbed her arm and took the bottle away forcefully from her grip.

Vale struggles yanks her hand free and lands a punch at the blurry person.

Damn!

What was it that she punched?

Her hand throbbed in pain at the contact.

She looks up at the person, but her vision is blurred. She tries squinting, but it's useless.

Damn it!

Did she just boast about her abilities when she was drunk?

She can’t even see them!

“Let gooooo of meeeee!-hiccup-Let me scatch yooouuur faaace!”

She heard a few chuckles.

Worst, she doesn’t know who they are.

Damn, drunk vision.

Vale eyed the bottle in that person’s hands.

Her hand shot up to take it, and her head instantly got dizzy.

She tried opening her eyes, but her eyelid was not helping.

Giving up, she closed her eyes and drifted into the darkness.

***

Keith runs to the basement with the others.

They kicked and pounced at the basement door.

After a while, the door opens leaving a dent on it, and they move inside.

Keith sighed mentally, thinking about ordering another customised door.

Vale had just opened the lids of another bottle of vodka when Keith dashed in front of her, grabbed her arm and took the bottle forcefully from her.

Vale swings her fist, and it lands gently on his chest.

“Let gooooo of meeeee!-hiccup-Let me scatch yooouuur faaace!”

The others chuckle, amused at her drunken behaviour.

Her cheeks were flushed, her hair in a mess and drenched clothes were sticking on her body.

They had never seen her this drunk before.

Keith looks at the floor which is almost full of vodka, beer and wine bottles.

Shit!

The mess she created in the basement is good.

A few chairs and tables shattered on the floor.

Damn, women with their anger issues!

Keith was busy observing the basement when Vale moved to grab the bottle from his hand, causing her to sway and fall.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Wake up!”

Keith grabbed her shoulder and tried to shake her awake, but Vale had already closed her eyes.

Well...

Keith carried her bridal style before he walked out of the door knowing his friends were gonna take care of the mess somehow.

Keith carried her to his room and laid her on his bed.

He removes her boots and her jacket before laying her on her front. He removed her tops and bra as well as her pants and panties before pulling the duvet on her.

It's a good thing that Keith didn’t switch on the light. If he were to see her without clothes, he wouldn't be able to control himself.

He throws her clothes into the dirty clothes basket.

After that, he went to the bathroom, wet a small towel with warm water and wiped her face softly.

He thought that he should give her space and decided to sleep on the couch.

Preparing himself to avoid harm from touching her.

He definitely wouldn't take the risk of her trying to kill him tomorrow.

With a kiss on Vale's forehead, Keith went off to Dreamland.


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