Please Stay ❁ Book 2 (Slow Updates)

1.1: Going Out With A Bang

Hey guys little authors note before this chapter. Listen to the song with headphone, trust me it sounds really cool with them. I was listening to the song while writing this and it sounds awesome. Okay continue on

We rushed upstairs trying to be as quiet as possible so she wouldn't find out what we're doing.

"Okay so what do we need?" We went to his room room first and he went straight to his closet, digging out a small pair of skinny jeans and a Slayer shirt.

Mom is terrified of Slayer, that's only a fraction of the plan. He turned around while I changed and threw the clothes in the garbage.

"Glad to be out of those girly clothes." I grimaced at them. "We need black spray paint, firecrackers, water balloons and quite possibly rotten milk."

"Well you're just in luck, I happen to have firecrackers and water balloons, we have black spray paint in the basement, and mom hasn't went shopping in weeks and since none of us drink milk I'm pretty sure that milk is three stages past due."

"Perfect." Now it's time to freak the hell out of that psycho woman. We went to my room and emptied out my backpack and filled it with the things that I needed.

"Now it's times to get this plan in full blown action." Michael said. He took the firecrackers and water balloons packets from his back pocket and opened them. "Shit." He cursed under his breath.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Neither of us have a lighter and the only one in the house is in mom's room." Dang it he was right. I thought for a moment.

"Andy has one!!" I whisper shouted.

"Sweet! Now let's get this together." We ran to the kitchen and grabbed the milk from the fridge and opened it. I gagged at the smell.

"Oooh yeah that's way past rotten. That's like death in a bottle right there." I plugged my nose up and grabbed the funnel from one of the drawers and put it into a water balloon while Michael poured the milk into each of them.

"What are you planning to do with these?" He asked. I smiled and tied off the one we just filled.

"Oh ya know just chuck it mom and parts of the house. She's gonna be smelling this for weeks."

"Well if that's the case, I'll be right back." He walked up the stairs and I felt a little confused on what he was doing. I put the balloons we did into a small pile and Michael came back downstairs holding a small little bottle.

"Here, spray those with this." I didn't even bother asking what it was and sprayed the balloons with it. It made the smell even worse and I pulled the shirt over my nose.

"Ewww what is that?" I looked at the small white bottle and at him. "And why do you have it?"

"Its a spray that literally smells like shit. And I use it to spray on mom's pillows when she pisses me off." I hold up my fist and he fist bumps it.

"Nice, not to jump to conclusions but I this this might be the prank of the century right here." He nodded in agreement and continued to fill up the balloons.

"Go get the paint from the basement I'll finish doing this." I ran down there and searched around for the paint. When I couldn't find it, I freaked out a little bit.

'Where would the paint be?' I looked around more until I found a small shelf above the washer and dryer. I was too short to reach it so I had to climb on top of the washer to get to it.

The paint was there so I grabbed it quickly before running back upstairs. Michael finishes off all the balloons and I uncapped the spray paint.

"Let's go." I went out into the hall and started writing all over the walls. I wrote things like 'I'll see you in hell' or 'Good riddance'.