I've been sitting here for the past 2 hours, watching television with Jordan's head laying on my thigh.
Suddenly, I start to crave something that I usually do....Twizzlers!
Yes.I love them, they are my favorite snak in the whole wide world.
Deciding on whether I should move to go look for some or to stay here and wait for the craving to subside.
Nahhh...Im gonna look for some.
Abruptly standing up, Jordan wasn't paying attention so he rolled of the couch and onto the floor.
He landed face first and with a thud.
Laughing so hard I went down too.
Through my squinted eyes, I see him crawl towards me.
"You shouldn't have done that Juliet"
"Oh, come on Jordan, that was hilarious" I say in between laughter
"For you it was, but my face hurts" he says putting his hands on his face
Feeling bad I put an apologetic face and murmur an 'I'm sorry'
"What was that Juliet, I couldn't hear" he says cupping his ear.
Getting close to his ear, I shout it.
"Im sorry!!! Did you hear me now"
Cringing he pulls away and nods.
Smiling to myself, I stand up and go to the kitchen, starting my search.
Sensing him come in to the kitchen, I turn around my back facing the cupboards.
"Do you have any-"
"No, no Juliet I dont have any twizzlers" he says smiling
"Awww come on, I left some here the last time I came" I continue looking through the drawers
In the end, I result empty handed, and I put on my best puppy dog eyes.
"Could you pwease drive me to the store?" ending with a pout.
"Uh-uh, Juliet I know what you're doing and it's not going to work" he says turning his back to me
"Please Jordan" now add some sugar "I love you" hoping that it would work
Seeing him slightly tense, I furrow my eyebrows in confusion but shake it off.
"Fine ,get some shoes on , I'll go and wait in the car"
"YESSS!!!" fist pumping the air I walk out, but not before kissing him on the cheek.
Running up stairs, I dive under the bed because that's where I leave my shoes.
Bending down, I pull up the covers and reach my hand in.
Nah thats not it...mmmh ahh, wait what is this?
Feeling a cold metal, I pull it out.
Gasping at what is in my hand, my eyes bulge out of their sockets.
In my hand there was a gun.
A handgun to be more precise.
It's okay Juliet, its completely okay since he lives by himself.
I check if its loaded and it is, I examine it and in the grip it had the words "The B.R" carved into it.
"The B.R" what could that possibly stand for?
Shaking my head,I put the gun back and look around the room.
Where the heck are my shoes?
Really?
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My Best Friends Possession
RomanceJuliet and Jordan. The bestest of friends. They grew up together and know everything about each other. At least, that is what Juliet thinks. When Jordan made it known that he wanted more than just 'bestfriends', he seemed to forget that making her i...
