I walked into the house carring the body in the bag. I walked into the dining room where Sean was looking at his guns. I threw the bag on the floor. I smiled and he looked at me.
"I can't live you did it that's my girl" he praised me getting up. I never felt so happy. Finally positivity. He pulled it out of the bag. He looked at the bullet hole. He checked the pulse. He glared at me.
"No no no you did it all wrong" he said getting angry walking up to me. I started to panic and walked backwards. "YOU NEEDED TO SHOOT HIM IN HIS AMRS AND LEGS YOU IDIOT NOT HIS HEAD!" He shouted pushing me onto the floor. "Im sorry Sean" I cried.
He kicked me. "I thought it would be better if he was dead so he couldn't scream for help" I said making excuses. I honestly did think I was up posed to kill him. "HOW CAN I MAKE IT THE MOST PAINFUL TIME IF HES DEAD!" He shouted kicking me again.
"I'm so sorry" I pleaded. "I'll do it right next rim with promise". He walked back to the table and started to mod out his guns. "Y/N the least you could do to make yourself useful is dispose of the body" he sighed with frustration.
I nodded and dragged the body into the car.
