The next day Bunty and Finn walked out of the house and started patrolling. Not even a few minutes later, a few gunshots were heard, they turned and saw it came from Arthur's house. Bunty and Finn quickly walked over.
"Finn?" Thomas asked, coming out of the house.
"It came from Arthur's house," he told his brother, pointing to the house. Tommy ran over to the door and knocked on it loudly, shouting Arthur's name. Bunty and Finn stood back.
Linda opened the door, "where is he?" Tommy asked her before he pushed past her, not waiting for a verbal answer.
Bunty and Finn stayed outside until Thomas came out, "Finn, Arthur said that he's not coming into work today, so you'll be in charge of the betting shop, okay? Bunty you carry on patrolling, find Isaiah or someone to patrol with, okay?"
"Okay," both of them said before he went back into the house.
"Have fun at the shop," Bunty told him, "and don't let the other women give you grief, stick up for yourself" she pressed a kiss to his lips.
"And don't get yourself killed while patrolling," Finn told her. "Maybe when you're done you can come by the shop?"
"I'll try, I wouldn't mind seeing the new boss" she winked at him before giggling, "you better get going, I don't want you to be late" they shared a kiss once more before they parted ways.
It was around midday when Bunty decided to go see Finn at the betting shop, she grabbed a bottle of whiskey they got for Christmas and walked over there. When she reached the shop, the women, such as Polly and Linda swore. Linda came over to the girl. "Finn's busy at the moment, talking to a client," she told her, Bunty saw through her lie, her eyes were slightly scared.
"Where's Finn?" She questioned, placing the bottle on the table.
"In a meeting," Polly told her.
Bunty pushed Linda away from her and she made her way towards the offices, Polly tried to stop her but Bunty pushed her away too. Bunty reached Thomas's old office when she heard moans, "Finn, harder..." a woman's voice moaned loudly.
Bunty shook her head, "no, no, no" she repeated. "Whose idea was that?" Bunty questioned angrily, "whose fucking idea was it?" Bunty shouted, furiously wiping the tears away.
None of the women answered, "fuck you all" Bunty said, grabbing her whiskey bottle and storming out of the building and slamming the door, making the frame rattle as it shut.
Bunty opened the bottle of whiskey, taking a few mouthfuls of it before she started walking towards the hospital, by the time she was there, a lady came up to her, "we can't permit alcohol on the premise"
"Can you keep it at the desk, so I can collect it later?" Bunty tried her hardest to talk properly instead of slurring her words.
"Sure" the lady agreed, "who're you visiting?"
"Michael Gray," she told her.
"He doesn't normally have visitors," the lady said unsurely.
"Just tell him, Bunty Adams is here and see if he'll let me in, please"
"Wait here, then," the lady said before walking to Michael's room. Five minutes later she came back and escorted her to the room.
"Thank you," Bunty told the lady, who then left the room. Bunty locked the door to the room before going over to Michael's bed.
"You used the name Adams again, what's wrong?"
"Fucking Finn is fucking some fucking whore" Bunty ranted, emphasising the word "fucking".
"Really?" Michael asked in disbelief, Finn didn't seem like the type of person who would do that.
"Yeah, it bet it was all Polly, Linda's and I bet Lizzie's idea too," Bunty said. "I bet they found out he was a virgin and decided to get him that whore."
"He was a virgin? You've never?"
Bunty shook her head, "two whole fucking years I haven't had sex" Bunty exclaimed.
"So you came here?"
"No strings attached?" Bunty replied.
"No strings attached" Michael replied.
"Wait, you are okay enough to do this right?" Bunty questioned. To answer her question, he pulled her onto his lap, moving her legs around his waist, kissing her.
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Bunty and Michael finished getting back into their clothes after their amorous activities, "no one can know about this, all right?" Bunty told him.
"Yes, I know," Michael told her. "Visiting times are over soon, you might want to leave"
"I'll see you around," she told him, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Hurry up and get better, Small Heath is getting so boring without you"
"I'll try" he laughed, "see you soon, Bunty"
Bunty unlocked the door and walked out of the room and towards the front desk, "can I have my whiskey back?" She smiled politely at the lady, she passed Bunty her bottle. "Thank you" Bunty smiled before making her way back to the house.
She made herself dinner as she sat with the four dogs around the table. She ate in silence, she started feeling the guilt of purposely going out of her way to fuck someone for revenge, it didn't help she chose her husband's cousin.
When the front door opened, all of the guilt washed away, only feeling the anger that she felt once she heard him fucking that woman. Finn came over to her with a smile, he went to kiss her but she turned her head and stood up, grabbing her plate and putting it in the kitchen. "Bunty?" He questioned.
"Fuck off," she told him, pushing past him.
He grabbed her hand, holding her in place, "What's wrong?"
Bunty scoffed, "what's wrong?" She mimicked, "fuck you" she ripped her hand out of his.
"What have I done?" He questioned loudly.
Bunty turned to him and put on a falsetto voice, "Finn" Bunty moaned, "harder" she told him.
"Bunty-" his face dropped, "it didn't mean-"
"I waited two fucking years for us to fuck and then you go and fuck some random whore? Do you know how much it hurt to hear you fucking another woman? We're married, Finn"
"Would it make you feel better if I let you fuck another man?" He questioned. "Is that want you want?"
"Yeah, it would make me feel better. Because let me tell you, he was fucking amazing" she told him.
"So you already fucked someone?" He asked.
"Yes, I did," Bunty told him.
"Who was it?" Finn questioned.
"I'm not fucking telling you," Bunty told him, crossing her arms.
The front door opened and Thomas walked in, "I can hear you two from down the street, what the fuck are you arguing about?"
"He fucked a whore"
"She fucked another man," both of them said simultaneously, pointing at one another.
"Ah, right. Finn, tell Bunty what you told me"
"No, Tom," Finn told him. Thomas gave him a pointed look, "fuck, okay, I didn't enjoy it until I- Tom, I don't want to say it"
"Bunty, he thought of you when he fucked her because he couldn't think of being with someone else. Bunty who did you think of when you fucked whoever you fucked" Thomas told her.
"I-I don't know what I thought," Bunty told them truthfully, "I just felt emotions, just thought of those"
"Now, you're both even, kiss and makeup," Thomas told the pair sternly before going upstairs to check on Charlie then to go to sleep.
"I'm sorry for fucking her, I tried telling her no but she told me she already got paid and that I had to."
"I'm sorry for fucking the man. I was just angry at you" Bunty looked down at her feet.
"I love you, Bunty, I really do," he told her softly.
"I love you too, Finn," she said quietly, "I think we both fucked up"
Finn chuckled, "just a bit"
"Shall we forget that today ever happened?" She then asked.
"Agreed," he told her, pressing a chaste kiss on her lips.