My Female Frankenstein || Chris Brown Fanfic || ON HOLD

Chapter Twenty: What Did You Do?!

Previously...
"Wait, wait, wait? She was dead before? That's bull. That's just an excuse for you! She didn't die!"
Monica says in disbelief.

"I was dead." I say.

"What? Are you like a zombie now or something? Now I'll have a real reason to shoot you." Monica cocks her gun and gets ready to shoot me.
Chris jumps in front of me and tells her to hold her fire.

"Don't shoot! Please! It was me! It was me!" Chris tells her.

Monica slowly lowers her gun.

"What are you talking about?" Monica questions.

Chris and I sigh in relief as she lowers her gun.

"Just... Just let me explain. Please." Chris pleads.

Monica licks her teeth and points us to the bedroom.

"You got ten minutes." She says.

Now...

Chris
Monica leads us to the bed and told us to sit. She then leans on the dresser and sets her gun in a corner.

"Look, I put my gun aside. If you try to run or do any funny crap, I'll shoot you. At point blank range. Understand?" She warns.

"Okay, understood." I say. Victoria nods in return.

"So, she died?" Monica asks.

"Yeah, it was all me. That night when you "kissed" me, is the night I brought her back." I start to explain.
"Okay, so what was your motive?" Monica questions again.

"I just couldn't live without her. She's my everything and I would do anything to bring her back. Even defy nature." I say, gazing at Victoria.

"It's still unbelievable. You can't just bring someone back from the dead. You'd have to be a mad scientist or crazy to try to attempt that!" Monica was shocked and confused. She didn't know what to think.

"Well, believe it. I'm here and there's no killing me now." Victoria says, quite courageously.

"Be careful. I could blast your head off in a nanosecond if I wanted to." Monica warns again.

"So, Monica, how did you even get in my house anyway?" I ask.

"I snuck through the back. It was so easy because you didn't even notice." Monica explains.

"We're so oblivious. She was right under our noses the whole time." Vick says, rubbing the sides of her temples with her fingers.

I sigh and say, "I'm such an idiot."

"Indeed, you are, sir. Indeed you are." Monica smirks.

"That's not true. And you. You had no business coming in our house in the first place!" Vick stands from the bed and begins to yell at Monica.

"What are you doing?" I say through clenched jaws.

"Didn't I say watch it? I will blast you right now!" Monica starts to back towards her gun.

"Do it! I dare you! I DARE YOU!" Vick's voice began to project off the walls.

"Since we're all spilling the truth, here's a confession. I hit you that night, Victoria!" Monica confesses.

"What?" Victoria and I say in unison.

"That's right! That giant semi that committed the hit and run was me, trick! I wanted you dead, so to make sure you'd stay dead, I decided to follow you and make sure I was ahead, so I could crash into head on and kill you. But little did I know, this idiot decided to bring you back!" Monica further explains.