Chapter 10

The bottle shattered with a sickening crack. Liquor and blood streamed down Nikita's face, blurring her vision. It happened so fast that no one had time to react. No one could have imagined she would be so vicious to herself.

"Nikita!" Killian's eyes widened in horror. He caught her as she swayed.

"What are you doing?" he roared. This stubborn girl would rather break her own head than bow it.

Nikita leaned against him, taking a moment to steady herself. She looked at Clifford. "Is that enough? If not, I can go again."

She reached for another bottle, but Killian stopped her. He was furious now. He turned to Clifford, his eyes red with rage. "Clifford, we've known each other for almost thirty years. Are you really going to take it this far tonight?"

It was at that moment that Latisha walked in. She rushed to Nikita's side, her eyes filling with tears of guilt as she saw the blood matting her friend's hair.

"What are you doing here?" Nikita asked weakly.