Hollywood Undead |One Shots|

Charlie Scene- My Chick Bad

Jordan's P.O.V

"But I want you here." The way (y/n) whines are cute and annoying at the same time, which I can't live with, or without. I sighed, bored with waiting for Jorel and Matthew to hurry and come back with food, so we can finish up the new song we've been working on.

"Damn, can't you just wait for another 30 minutes?" I asked her, now she kinda is getting on my nerves. I know she wants me home early so we smoke together, but her impatient little ass wouldn't wait.

"Fine, then. I love you. Bye." She said with an attitude but waited for me to say bye to her, I sighed and said it back. We hung up and I rubbed eyes from stress and sleepiness, and it's barely 7 p.m.

"(Y/n)?" George asked he's writing his rap part for the new song. I nodded, Dylan, who was also writing his rap, looked up and shook his head.

"She obsessively crazy about you, bro." Dylan turned in his spinning chair and smirked in appreciation that he doesn't have a girlfriend.

"At least, I have a girlfriend, unlike you." Spat words my him, Daniel walked in on the right timing to defend Dylan, who thins his lips in anger.

"Now, now, don't take your stress out on the poor man-child." Joking on Dylan to enlighten his mood. Stress is not good for me, makes me easily irritated with little things.

"(Y/n) called him, and wants him back to smoke with." George stated. Daniel nodded and sat down on the same couch as me.

"She won't wait for me to come home in, like, in 30 minutes," I said before taking a sip of my beer.

"Well, maybe she's missing you, or something. When's the last time you two did something together?" Daniel asked, he's usually good about giving relationship advice, so I guess it didn't bother me when he asked.

"Like, three weeks ago. The thing is, I can't really go or do anything with her, she always wants to drink and party, which I'm not complaining about. Not only that, she always ends up stealing something from the store to get drunk." I'm not complaining about what I have, I mean, I fucking love her.

"Hmmm, maybe why don't you talk to her and convince her to stop," Daniel suggested, George and Dylan laughed a little bit, poor kid if he only knew how she really is.

"Like that'll be easy," Dylan said.

"She's crazy. We tried to before, but she just gets mad and started talking shit to us. Since then, we've been telling Jordan to dump her ass, but he says 'he loves her.'" George informed Daniel, who stopped writing to join in on the conversation about (y/n).

"Yeah, plus if you piss her too much, then she gets physical. One time, (y/n) tired to swing at me, but I dodge it and (y/n) hasn't really apologized for it since." I remember that time, it seemed just like yesterday for Dylan.

"Hopefully, she's doing better, right?" Daniel suggested, but now that he mentioned it, she hasn't been stealing or partying as much as before. (Y/n) wouldn't just stop just like that, she probably has something on her mind.

"Yeah, she has. Should I dump her?" I asked, well, almost everyone in the room. I do love her... it's just she crazy.

"That's a question you have to answer, if you love her then stay, but if not, then bye-bye her ass." I guess Dylan is still mad at (y/n), but he'll get over it.

"I'll think about it, later. Other shit is on my mind and it's giving me too much stress." I said leaning back, my phone went off, the caller was (y/n), what does she want now?

"Babe, please come back now. There are people here with guns, and there are fucking a lot of them." Her voice sounded like she was scared, then again, she's been threatened countless times and grew up with and around dangerous people. "Please, I'm hiding in the closet and-"

"I found her!" (Y/n) screamed and the phone went dead.

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*whispers* oh, shit.

Different from what I usually write, but it's alright. Not shit tho. xD