JUNE“I hate you!” I murmured under my breath, pissed at him for not listening to my plea to let me drink to my fill. “You are just like Kristen. You won't let me drink, and when I try to drink with others, you get pissed.” I pouted, folding my arms like a spoiled brat. My head hurts, but not as much as it did minutes ago. “It's for your good, June. I can't believe you took a drink from a stranger after all my warnings, damn it!” He started the car, and drove out of the place, while I leaned on the car seat, tired and damned tipsy. I don't know when I slept off, but the next time I opened my eyes, it was when the door was opened by none other than Mark. “We are home.” He removed the seatbelt, and helped me out of the car, gently placing his hand around my waist. “Let go of me! I'm not drunk, you fucking arse! I sure as hell can walk.” I pushed him off me, and took a step forward, only to tumble when my legs gave way. “Careful!” He held me up and placed his hand around my waist on
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