Catherine's POV
I think I might have gotten more drunk with my head upside down, hanging over someone's shoulder and the only thing in my view is the back of whoever just abducted me.
The sound of music diminished as he stepped outside and still without stopping.
"I think I'm about to throw up, please let me go!" I yelled, my words coming out slurred and distorted.
He didn't stop until he got to a car and I was back on my feet.
I was about to scream at the person until I came face to face with Gerald, he looked familiar but I couldn't recognise him because of the alcohol.
He looked furious as he stared at me but the alcohol in my system didn't let me take that seriously and I just chuckled.
I had removed the jacket that covered my outrageous outfit, and his eyes moved from my face down to the scanty clothes I had on.
His eyes went colder and he breathed out as if holding himself back.
"Can I go back inside now, it's fun in there". I said with a chuckle.
