(JACKSON STORM POV)
I sashayed out of Lightning's house, my stomach already bulging out 9 months pregnant five minutes after I confessed to Lightning. "Oh Lightning" I whimpered in sorrow, "All I have is 22 million dollars and a dream. Not enough" I let out a cry of helplessness "What if I run out of food? I can't support myself without Lightning. My child. Our child.." I called my ex Destiny. She would understand. She has 12 grandchildren" I carressed my stomach in laughter. "I don't need Lightning... I have my strawberry princess, my strawberry shortcake, red blue berry queen, my carrot, my fire crotch, my gingervitis, my ginger-nut. Destiny was a racer like me. She was quickminded, a fiery soul. Her name was Destiny Ginger Obama. She was the speediest woman out there. I loved her. Always had. Always will. But then I twisted my sideways and I remembered Lightning's well excersised calves. But I could use Destiny as a distraction. A distraction from the pain. So I told Destiny on the phone this whole time "Lemme pull up at that crib" Destiny replied smuglishly "Girl, you know it" I hopped into my stolen taxi cab and so happened to painted red. After him. I drove off to Destiny's crib silently and violently.
(DESTINY GINGER OBAMA POV)
I rushed out to my bedroom to get on my hat. I ran out of socks to wear, so I'm using my hats as socks. I rushed to greet Jackson at the door. "Wow girl, you looking fresh with that baby inside of your.. pelvic region" I smirked as Jackson blushed red. My hair red. I carressed Jackson's cheekbones in pain. I licked my lips as I noticed Jackson's kneecaps. Oh so delicious. Then all of a sudden, a gunshot rang through my ears and my hemroids. I circled my neck around my body and looked down to see blood pouring out of my stomach. I collapsed dramatically. "ahhhhhh. My matE!!!" Jackson collided on the floor to see my teary eyes. "I love you Jackson Storm. Take care." The last thing I saw was Jackson's tears pouring into my eyes which made me get my last pink eye.
(JACKSON STORM POV)
I looked around in fear for my 22 million dollar life. Then I saw it. A man. A man with all black. But I did catch one thing. My favorite color, red... and tinkle.
A/N: Today my carrot-head glanced at me in my direction. I loved it. From her beautiful nose, to her tragic eyes. I love her so much. Marry me. We can have our own dog, our own hamster. Please bb...
