"C'mon babe it's not that hard. All you gotta do is aim and shoot." He put his hands around mine. He wrapped my finger around the trigger and I pulled it. I pulled that God damn mother fucking trigger. I killed someone, someone's son, someone's brother, someone's fiancé. "that's more like it." He smirked. "I-I-I-" I couldn't even say a word. "Y-y-you shot someone. Right in the forehead too!" He laughed, "great aim Veronica." I dropped the gun. "I shot someone." He started to drag the lifeless body into the river. "You sure did." I turned to him. "How can you be so calm about this! I just shot someone." He looked up and me and smirked. "And my dad blew up a building. What's your point?" I pulled my hair back with my hands, I couldn't believe that I shot someone, "What do you mean "what's your point"! I fucking killed someone, I'm too young to go to jail!" I started to panic. He walked up behind me. "Hey, hey, hey, don't stress it you'll be fine." He wrapped his arms around my waist, he pulled me close, tightening his grip. He kissed my neck, running his hands up my shirt. "Now let's get home and have some fun." He whispered into my ear. I quickly pushed myself away, "NO! What the hell is wrong with you!" He chuckled. "How many times I gotta tell you baby, I'm a psychopathic maniac." He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter, "You want one?" I glared at him, "I'm going home." I pulled my car keys out of my pocket and stormed off to the car.
As I was walking past him he grabbed my arm and forcefully pulled me back. He held me tighter this time, "you ain't goin' no where unless I say so." I tried pulling away but I couldn't, he dropped his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. "Now let's go home, we can get some dinner, have some fun, and wake up the next morning like none of this ever happened." He took the keys out of my hand and walked to the car. I followed behind him, about a foot or two away.
I reached into my pocket for a cigarette. "Here you go." He handed me a lighter." I snatched it out of his hand. "Why you gotta be so rude." I rolled my eyes, "because you know I'm trying to quit." I lit the cigarette and blew the smoke in his face, "And if you're gonna try and get me to bare your child then I can't be smoking." He took the cigarette out of my hand. He blew the smoke in my face this time around, "is that so?" I rolled down the window to let the smoke out "Yeah. Now drive us home." He turned the key and started the car. I pulled out another cigarette and lit it.
I laughed, wondering how stupid I could possibly be to actually love this person. "What's so funny?" he pulled up in front of our house. "I'm just laughing how stupid I am for loving you." he looked over at me and kissed my forehead, "You definitely are stupid, but that's why I love you." I tossed my cigarette out of the window. I reached for the door handle as he put his hand on my thigh. "Let's relax for a bit. Don't have to be in such a rush." I opened the door. "If we're gonna do this then lets go inside first." I got out slamming the door shut.
He got out behind me. "I'm glad we're on the same page." he smirked. I rolled my eyes and took out the keys for the door. I stuck the key in the door, turned left, then headed inside. I took my shoes off and walked up the steps. I could feel his presence behind me.
Taking a deep breath I opened the door and sat on the bed, taking off my shirt and pants. He walked in close behind me. Laying me down on the bed, he got close to my neck and whispered, "Look a little more happy will ya?"
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Why Do I love You?
Romance"C'mon babe it's not that hard. All you gotta do is aim and shoot." He put his hands around mine. He wrapped my finger around the trigger and I pulled it. I pulled that God damn mother fucking trigger. I killed someone, someone's son, someone's brot...