Chapter 63: Turned on

“Will I get to drink when I wake up tomorrow?” Mabel asked him, her eyes glistening with excitement.

“Yes, but only if you listen to me and go to bed,” Christian lied and he stretched forth his hand to her.

Mabel looked at him and contemplated whether to trust him or not. Would he really give her the alcohol tomorrow or was he lying.

He didn't appear to be lying from his facial expression and she was starting to feel sleepy.

"Ok" she muttered and took his hand. After helping her up, she yawned as she was tired. "Could you carry me up, I can't walk by myself, the whole room is spinning."

‘This is why you shouldn’t have drank,’ Christian muttered under his breath as he carried her in his arms.

Mabel immediately wrapped her hands around his neck and rested her head on his chest. "Why do you drink if you know your body can't handle it?" Christian inquired as he started to make his way out of the kitchen.

"To forget my sorrows for a while," Mabel replied. “You know the last time I drank,