Thomas rushed out the back door holding the pistol. He quietly crept around the back of his house but no one was in site.
"Who ever the hell that was peeping in my house, gone get a bullet right in the motherfukin head next time. Let me catch a mafuka in my baby window again, your ass mine bruh!"
Screaming to the top of his lungs, he wanted to let one shot off but he knew he would of scared his kids. Walking around the house numerous of times but couldnt find no trace made him frustrated. He walked back in the house and immediately ran to Cynthias room. He put sheets over her windows and carried her to their room, laying her in between. Mella still laid there deep off in her sleep. He walked and turned the porch light off and on just to send a message to the trespassers that he was still at watch. He walked to the back still shook up opening and closing the door.
"Dad whats wrong?" Suddenly said Thomas Jr as he looked in the refrigerator for a late night snack.
Thomas quickly jumped turning around but hiding the gun..
"Damn boy you scared the shit out of me."
***Meanwhile***
Walter woke up in the middle of the night. He found himself still laying on their twenty thousand dollar let out sofa.
"Damn I fell asleep on the game....but I see them cubs won!" Fist pumping
Walter turned the TV off and headed up the stairs. He walked in his bedroom and could see Becky laying under the cover.
**2hours later** 5:00am
Ms Hernandez walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge for normal preparation of breakfast. She closed the fridge and Becky stood there starring holding a knife.
"MIND YOUR BUSINESS MS. HERNANDEZ.. Please mind your business !" Remembering hearing her feet leave the doorway when she was in the bathroom that night.. playing with herself.
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Everything That Glitters Isn't Gold (COMPLETED)
Short StoryMella and Thomas had been married for over 14yrs. Thomas was a Janitor at the best Real Estate agency's in the Houston Tx. Mella was a CNA at a downtown local hospital. They had two kids 13yr old Tomas Jr. and 6 year old Cynthia. Life started off sm...
