Kennis POV
"PUT ME DOWN, YOU BASTARD!" Diara screamed, struggling. She kicked, punched, and bit me, but I didn't let her down. I could feel the anger radiating off her. I reached the car, opened the passenger seat, and set her down. Then, she puked all over my pants and shoes. Oh, great.
I led her to the nearest flower garden. I held her hair back while she heaved all the alcohol she had consumed.
I offered her a handkerchief to wipe her mouth after she was done, but she glared at me, refusing to take it, so I forcefully cleaned her mouth while she screamed for me to leave her alone.
I drove back home while she stared out the window, her mouth in a pout, her eyes glaring. When the car stopped, she was out before I could even park. I followed her inside, grabbing her arm.
