Chapter 44

***SIN'S POV***

I know I'm going to kill someone tonight, but I just need to know who is going to be that bastard that goes down.

First, I need to make sure Summer is doing alright.

"You had alcohol," I say because that was the damn truth.

Summer opens her mouth to speak but she lowers her head into the pot and keeps emptying the contents of her stomach.

My face is a twisted knot and I relax a little, trying my damnest best to be calm for Summer.

"Shhh! Breathe through your nostrils, Summer, you are doing well," I encourage her.

Slowly, she finishes puking and I flush it away. She stands and she reeks of alcohol. With her crossed expression, I know she is drunk.

"How many fucking drinks did you have?" I ask as I lead her toward the sink.

When I open it, she squeals in excitement.

"Water. Look, Mr. Sin, so much water," she mouths out splashing the liquid on me.

"Stop doing that," I say firmly.

"Why? This is so funny," she murmurs.

"No, it's not," I say.