Till Death Do Us Part

Chapter 7

(Saturday, March, 21st, 2009 -
Six hours till the annual purge

...still in Marshall's POV)

Jordan shot a couple times at the targets outside, almost all of them hitting directly at the head. She's so perfect, and even though she turned me down she still turns me on, like shouldn't I be pissed at her? I quickly adjusted my shirt, as Jordan was walking back to me.

"Hey do you wanna let a couple off? The grass isn't as wet as it was before so we won't slip, and bust our heads open" Jordan chuckled, and placed a loaded handgun on the patio table then shivering as a gust of wild came by.

"Hey are you cold?" I asked, and started to unzip my black sweater, revealing my black shirt I had under "No, I'm fine" Jordan smiled. "Nah here, your cold" I said, and wrapped my sweater around her arms.

We stood their smiling at each other for a minute before I grabbed the loaded handgun, and decided to try to make some of the targets while she warmed up.

(Jordan's POV)

As Marshall walked away to the grass to practice with the targets I picked up my phone, and called up Tuba. She'll know exactly what to say, and what I should do because honesty I think Marshall is acting really fucking cute right now.

"Hey tubaaa!" I said into the phone.

"Yo what's up? How's it going with you, and Marshall? Y'all fuck yet?" Tuba asked, and I leaned forward in shock she would say that.

"No, no we didn't fuck. He's being a little too cute, and I don't like it" I said then crossed my arms while having the phone in between my shoulder, and my ear.

"Why don't you like him being cute?" Tuba asked.

"Cause. I always get hurt in the end" I sighed.

"Give him a shot J, get to know him better, get to know what position he likes best in bed, date him" Tuba said.

"Oh my god, I gotta go" I said, and hung up on Tuba then rolled my eyes even though she can't see me.

Once I placed down the phone Marshall came back, and placed the handgun on the patio table.

"Hey the bullets ran out, I need to reload it" Marshall said, and I stood up from the chair.

"I'll go load it for you" I said, and grabbed the gun off the table.

"Hey, I just wanted to tell you that you look very beautiful today" Marshall said while smiling at me, and I awkwardly chuckled because I don't know how to take compliments, I don't know what people see in me at all.

"Thank you, you aren't that bad your self. I'll be back with your gun" I said, and winked at him before I walked back inside to reload his gun.

Maybe I should listen to Tuba, and see what's his favorite position in bed.