FOURTY: ALCOHOL

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CINDYS POV

CINDYS POV

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"NO

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"NO. BLAKE. STOP. PLEASE. Jesus christ why are you so freaking strong stop working out its effort" i say whilst trying to drag the beast away from the woman who is currently stood choosing her nail colour. "I would help you but ive already pulled a guy today" Mikey says with a smirk, whilst chomping on his fries. "For fuck sake Mikey you know i love you but please help me. This is bad" i say whilst wrapping my arms around Blakes neck, trying to calm him down whilst putting his knife into my pocket. After i feel Blake visibly relax in my hold, Mikey rushes outside the front to drive Blakes car around the back...after convincing Blake to let him have the keys (which took long enough in itself). As we walk out of te back entrance Blake grabs my hand, attempting to stop it from shaking so much whilst guiding me into the car, not giving a second glance at my mum after sneaking a picture of her and the man she was now holding hands with, to send to our workers.

As i sit down, i close my eyes, trying to stop the dizziness dancing ariund in my head as i tremble whilst reaching for the seatbelt

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As i sit down, i close my eyes, trying to stop the dizziness dancing ariund in my head as i tremble whilst reaching for the seatbelt.

Cindy you are stronger than this, dont let her get to you. The devil sent you from hell to do a job, dont fuck it up. Even if that job is to be an annoying ass.

"You. My lady, are not leaving the house for the rest of the weekend until we get security around the perimeter and i know she wont come for you. And until we know who else she has come with. " Blake says whilst looking at me intensely. I shine my pearly whites at him whilst nodding in agreement enthusiasticly. "Hahahaa okay! By the way can you see the 'fuck you' in my smile?" i say whilst turning back to the car mirror, checking my lipstick and re applying it as matte ones are always so dry, its honestly the worst.
"Look Ci i know you can handle yourself in pretty much any situation, i just dont want to risk leaving you eith no security or going outside and having people stare and keep an eye on you when we dont even realise. You know im only looking our for you and next time, i promise you can beat up all of their asses whenever you want" he says to me. "Okay ill forgive you... if you get me KFC" i say causing him to roll his eyes and Mikey to scream. "Ive literally just gotten you mcdonalds" he says whining. "Yeah but i just want the diet coke and fries...please" i ask whilst pouting. I do a mini victory dance in the car when Blake starts the car and turns towards the drive thru.

After 15 minutes we arrive home and i rush straight to mine and Blakes bedroom and change into a crop top hoodie and joggers and do a star jump straight onto the king sized bed. I snuggle more into the duvet whilst popping a fry in my mouth, ignoring the sound of footsteps against the floorboards. "So, are you okay staying here whilst i go to a meeti- " "yeah fine whatever go i dont care do whatever you want and leave me here just go." I whine whilst getting out of bed and shoving him out the room...not before opening the door again, stealing a kiss and cuddle then slapping his chest and slamming the door in his face. What? I couldnt help it. I climb back into bed and smile as i hear Blake chuckle before he and everyone else shout goodbye earning a grumble back from me. As soon as i hear the door slam shut i make a dash towards my cabinet in the walk in closet.

I cant help but let out a small squeal as i notice the bottle of vodka on the bottom shelf which was practically shouting my name

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I cant help but let out a small squeal as i notice the bottle of vodka on the bottom shelf which was practically shouting my name. Pouring myself a drink i decide to send Mikey a text.

To my child:

Whilst your at a boring old meeting. Im having vodka. Ha. Jealous?

From my child:

This is Blake from Mikeys phone.

To my child:

Whoops. An error has occured. This person can no longer see your messages. Sorry.

1 hour later.... yeah im pissed.

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@Cindylowe ThiNkIng oF plAyiNg trUth or dArE wITh mySelf

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@Cindylowe ThiNkIng oF plAyiNg trUth or dArE wITh mySelf. 🐝

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Comments:

@Blakesmith Cindy are you drunk?

@cindylowe whit of i am? Wheats thy prohlem.

@Blakesmith Its 3pm.

@Cindylowe way To BrEak the mood Bake

@Blakesmith honestly woman i leave you for 2 hours

@mikeylovesfoodbitchesss YOU HAD ALCOHOL WITHOUT ME. SAVE SOME PLEASE.

 SAVE SOME PLEASE

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