I am In Love With -A-killer

"Savior will be there, when you are feeling alone, oh-" andy softly sings to his son as Conner lay in his arms. It seems like Conner does not like sleep. Maxine on the other hand loves it as much as- well as much as me. My baby girl. She will be like me. Or maybe she will be like her over obsessed douche bag with a personality sadist of a father.

"Andy remember when my mom had that-"I clear my throat trying not to burst from laughter. "You know that thingy?"

His cock his head to one side sighing heavily. "I would not call your mother a stroke a thingy Samantha."

I wave my hand to and fro and with a scoff. "Its a whatever. You remember?"

He hush Conner kissing him on the temple. "How I can I ever forget. It was the day you left me for Mexico and well you know," he smiles. "Milo."

I just rolled my eyes placing my legs under my butt. "Well you know I kinda had a mental break down and I said I needed a therapist, and..." I drift off. I look up to see my husband with a raise brow. "Ashley told you have a therapist."

Andy just glared at me and back to our son. "I have get him in bed." He twirl around and walked out of the room leaving me with ? Expression once again.

Oh well. I brought a new book. I just started to read it and it is pretty ironic if you think. "Fifty shades of grey?" I peek over the novel seeing Andy removing his white shirt."U are joking with me."

I burst from laughter but shrug instantly when he did not join in my laughter of pure weirdness. "You have read it?" I ask.

"No. But Jake's overly obsessed girl friend can't keep her mouth shut up that book," he groans.

"You know," I smile. "You can relate to him."

His eyes grew wide as mine narrowed. "I am not going to fight with you over a damn book that is located in old woman's purses. And that is consider mommy porn." He spats out irrittably yanking off his trousers.

Why do I want to laugh so hard? This is really entertaining. Can I like uh push it a little bit? Just a bit. "Come on Andy." I pull myself up as he walked to the other side. "Both of you are mega successful, both have a play room," both our hands grip the sheet pulling it to the edge. "And." I state with a smile. "Both girls are innocent. I and Anastasia don't you think."

"You not gonna quit are you?"

"And!" I begin to laugh. "Both of you had a fear of kids, but hey!" I bellow. "Look at you now with the baby strap on and making bottles and stuff."

"Samantha do you want me to punch you in your amazing face?"

Okay now quit it S. "I uh. Right." I laugh. "So about the therapist."

"You want to go to mine?"

No. I just wanna dig into your past and cry over it. "No. I am just asking." I whisper sliding on the bed kissing his lips softly. "And I want to tell you something."

"You finally coming out to me on why you lied?"

"I did not lie Andy. But I don't want to lie to you."

"What is the damn difference Samantha?" He growls pushing me on the bed.

Hey! I know what I am saying. "I uh signed something yesterday."

"Samantha." Pure warning in his tone."Talk before I snap."

"Don't snap!" I bellow softly jumping of the bed but got quickly thrown down again. "I hate when you snap." I open my mouth but I can't get anything out. I swear by brain got scrambled cause all that I was getting out was. "Pie."

Andy chuckled slightly walking out of the room. I...uh. Crap. I pull myself up as he came back in closing the door doors locking it. He twirl around removing a gun from his waist. He push his hair back with an anger expression. He points to gun to his head with a small smile. "Talk before," he points the gun to me. "I kill you." Retreating it back to his head. "Than me. Than Max and conner are going to live without a mother and father. Talk Samantha now!"

Oh sweet jesus.

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