I am In Love With -A-killer
Chapter thirteen: My chemical romance
"Andy." I breathed standing up. "Don't be insane."
"Insane!" He bellows. "I am insane?"
I waive my hands to and fro. "Oh how should I know you are the one with the gun posh!"
"Don't start with me!" He groans pointing the gun at me as I lift up my arms. "Tell me the truth now!" He pull the safety on knowing its on like donkey kong. "Answer me Princess before your petty body is next to mine in a six foot grave."
"Can you lower the gun Biersack so we can like talk and be mature?"
"Talk."
"I signed a deal with Milo." I whisper. "If I..I.." Damn it Sam spit it out. "If I sleep with him he will leave us alone."
"And you said yes?" He whisper. I nod slowly. "When?"
"Tomorrow." I respond lowering my head.
I got startled by the gun to my chin as he lift up my chin slowly. "When were you going to tell me?"
His finger pulls slowly on the trigger as I close my eyes tight waiting for the end. I am going to die. "I suggest you wear your red dress." He remove the gun with a heavy sigh.
"You are not mad?"
"No princess," he shook his head putting the safety off. "Sit."I obey instantly sitting on the bed. "You killed Zandro."
"Don't have to remind me." I spat out with a roll of my eyes.
"You ready to get another kill under your belt?" He turn to me with a small smile swinging the gun like a pro.
I gulp trying to remain calm. He pulled out my hand placing the gun in it. "You ready to play."
I lick my lips nodding slowly. "Shuffle up and deal Andy."
OMGGG THIS STORY IS JUST SO AMAZING !!! GREAT JOB *_*
10/1/18