4-In-1 Mindless Behavior Short Stories

Prologue

We're in the kitchen. Suppose to be cooking dinner but we're doing more playing the work.

"Come on Rayan! Stop playing!" I half yelled half laughed.

"Nope! You did this to me now come give me a hug. " He said chasing me around the island.

Okay, so I may have thrown a little flower in his hair, on his face, and his clothes, but that doesn't mean I want it on me too.

"Please no. This is a new outfit. " I pleaded. "I just got it yesterday."

"Alright. Say you're sorry and I'll stop."

"Hell no!"

"Say it Tiffany!" He said running faster towards me.

"I said no!"

"Well I guess you'll just be covered in flour. " He said. He dipped his hand into the flour container and pulled out a hand full of flour, ready to throw it at me.

I'm not having that!

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry!" I said. He laughed in put the flour back into the container. Ew..

Every since Rayan came back from training to be in the military a few months ago, we've been inseparable. We moved in together and he even asked me to marry him.

I love him so much, but the problem is, he's in the military. It's good that he wants to help our country, but what if he gets deployed. I mean there's no guarantee. He just got out of training.

"Can we please finish cooking love?" I asked him. Whenever I call him love, his face lights up in excitement.

"Fine. But you're cleaning up this mess. "

Just then, the phone rung. I was about to head over to it but he stopped me.

"I'll get it babe. " He said racing over to the phone. He picked it up and answered it while I continued to cut the vegetables.

"Hello?" He answered. I watched him as he talked on the phone. "Yes, this is he. "

I heard someone talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I knew something was wrong when his face suddenly dropped.

"When will that be!" He asked in a sadden tone. "Uh, okay. Thank you. "

With that, he hung up the phone a looked up slowly. I could tell something was wrong.

"Love, everything okay?" I asked out of concern. He turned slowly and looked at me.

"I'm being deployed. They want me to go to war. " He said, his voice shaking.

"Oh no. Please tell me you're lying. " I said. Tears began to sting my eyes.

"I leave in two days. "