*Craigs Phone Rings*
Craig: WHAT?! Oh my-
Y/N: What's wrong?
Craig: Um, ok, ok im on my way *hangs up* I gotta go
Y/N: Craigs whats wrong?
Craig: My moms been shot.......
*Hospital*
Doctor: Craig?
Craig: That's me, hows my mom?
Doctor: Shes gonna be fine we just gotta keep her over night
Craig: Thank God *Sits down*
Y/N: Craig..... who shot her?
Craig: I would like to know that too...im bouta go to my moms house real quick gonna get some of her stuff so she can sleep confortable
Y/N: ight ill wait here
*At The House*
Ok I think that's it. *walks to the door*
A note slips on the floor. Craig picks it up.
"Stealing my gf wasn't the smartest idea huh? I hope yr moms alright.... Give me back Y/N and you don't have to worry about any more shootings...hopefully. Bye Craig....."
Damn
