|•The Mafias daughter•| |•Colby Brock•| |•Smut And Fluff•|

🔪 chapter 14 🔪

Chapter song: no song. Sorry.

  I pull from the kiss and smile, Colby smiles back, looking down at his hands. I sit on my knees thinking.

"We can go on the date now, only if you want." I smile looking at Colby. He looks back at me and nods, "that sounds fine."

"I just have to change. I don't wanna wear this." I say. Colby nods agreeing that he will wait.

I go into my bag and grab the pair of clothes I took. I go into the bathroom and put them on.

I come back out and go back into my bag, to grab my makeup bag when I get a flashback

*flashback*

I reach Into my purse sitting on my dresser beside me grabbing my gun. I cock it holding it up, putting Colby at gun point.

  "Woah! What in the hell!" Colby steps back. I squint my eyes, putting my finger on the trigger. I then open my eyes to see Colby. I take my finger off the trigger dropping the gun to the floor.

"What is wrong with you! Your psychotic!" Colby yells.

*end of flashback*

I shake my head, putting myself back in focus. I look behind me and see Colby sitting on the bed, on his phone. "C- Colby?"

He looks up, "what's up?"

"Do you think I'm psychotic?" I ask, my lower lip began quivering as I held back my tears.

Was I really about to cry, just because of a boy. What is happening to me!

Colby jumps up from the bed. "What! No! Why would you think that?" He ask.

"You told me I was." I look at him. I then reach into my bag, pulling out the gun, gently setting it on the bed. I point to it. "That look familiar?"

Colby looks at the gun then to me. "I- I didn't mean it, I was scared."

"So your scared of me?" I wipe my eyes.

"No! I had a gun held to my face. I was scared of the gun, n- not you." Colby began to sound nervous. I picked up the gun, pointing it at him again. He jumped back, scared.

He then look at me. He walked towards me, placing his hand on my hip, the other on the side of my neck.  I held the gun down, locking eyes with him. He placed his gentle lips onto mine, passionately.

He pulled and I kept my eyes closed. "I'm not scared of you Natalie."

I opened my eyes. "Are you sure?" I asked, pulling my body from his. I set the gun in my bag. I turn around looking at him.

"Hundred precent, Natalie you have reasons to own a gun. I understand."

"But I never had a reason to put you at gun point. I never had a reason to kill carter. I never had a reason t.... oh shit." Colby eyes shot up. He looked at me terrified.

"Y- y.. you what!?" Is all he said before if grabbed my phone and bag, running out of the room.

I know my psychotic self did not just tell Colby I committed a felony! I just confessed to murder there's no way I can ever leave my house again. Ever!
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Short chapter I'm sorry. But I'm really tired. Night losers 💕🙈✖️