[COMPLETE]Romeo And Cinderella (Contestshipping)

Chapter Ten: Busted So Soon?

May's POV

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"

"WHY?!"

"HOW COULD YOU?!"

"WHY?!"

I slowly opened my eyes when it seemed that someone with a strong fetish of screaming early in the morning ruined my beauty sleep. Though it was still pretty dark, considering that it must still be around 5AM, I could somewhat tell that I was in a very peculiar position. If you don't call sleeping while sitting up and trying to strangle somebody as something peculiar then I don't know what that is then.

Wait a sec, I'm strangling somebody?!

"M-May, Y-y-you're k-k-kill-ling m-me.." Drew struggled and coughed out more incomprehensive words.

For some bizarre and unnatural reason, I was indeed strangling him.

So that was me after all?!

I didn't know that my hate would even reach the sanctity of my subconsciousness.

"Cabbage Brain?!" I quickly retracted my hands from his neck and I witnessed how he bent down and gasped for air. "Why did I strangle you?"

"Are you stupid?!" He glared at me as he felt his neck. "I should be asking you that!" He added.

I was about to say my sorry when his mom came rushing in from the door. "What in the world just happened here?!"

"I felt May come down from bed and the next thing I knew she tried her wrestling-finishing submission on me while I was sleeping!" Drew glared back at me while pointing an accusing finger. "I even thought that it was a burglar or some crap like that. Your ungirly strength could've fooled me."

Ungirly?!

That is uncalled for! And I didn't even mean it!

"I'm sorry Mom!" It was my first time addressing Mrs. Celia like that but I remembered last night that she told me I should call her Mom since she's my mother-in-law. "I didn't mean it." I turned my body around and apologized deeply. And ignored the ranting house plant behind me.

I thought so because I felt guilty for waking her up this early. How about Drew? Well, if he wasn't such a jerk then maybe I could have thought about it, even considered it.

"Hey! Why are you apologizing to my mom?" A voice behind me growled. "You owe me!"

"Oh?" My veins started to root somewhere on my head. I faced him back, and even more veins started to root when I remembered his remark on my ungirly strength. "I'm sorry but my ungirliness doesn't remember owing you an apology."

I met his glare with my own and I could fictionally picture out the sparks flying out from our glares.

"Come on you two." Her mom chuckled as she came in between us and patted our back. "It's not good for married couple to be arguing this early in the morning."

Then all of a sudden I felt my face burnt up in embarrassment. I cut my glare and looked somewhere in the corner of my eye.

"That's right May, it's not normal for a wife not to say sorry to her husband after strangling him near to death without any valid or logical reason so early in the morning." Drew looked away casually and crossed his arms.

Then my burnt up emotion of embarrassment suddenly became a burnt up emotion of anger. I glared back at him without saying any smart retort. That was my way of saying 'One more word coming out from that mouth and that will certainly be the last.'