Bruno has been playing ridiculous pranks on me for the last month and a half, and I always fall for them. Just the other day, he pulled the break up prank on me, and made me cry so hard. He even recorded my reaction, and uploaded it to every single one of his social media accounts! He has also burned my makeup. Notice that I didn't say he pretended to burn my makeup. The dickhead actually BURNED it! He is lucky that I just gave him the silent treatment, because I would have done some damage to that boy. I think that I have finally come up with the perfect prank, but I'm not sure. Everybody knows how much Bruno loves his precious guitars. Insert crazy maniac laugh here. It would be a such a horribly pity if something were to happen to them. Perhaps, a girlfriend just goes crazy, and decides to destroy them. One day last week, while Bruno was at the studio, I went to a guitar store and bought an acoustic and an electric guitar that were identical to the ones he has. I even had the store owner to engrave his mother's name under the strings, so it could seem more real. I placed those where Bruno's had his sitting, and I put his in the trunk of my car, and they have been there ever since. Yep! As you can tell, I have been planning this for a while. I just hope the execution goes well. I had already set up the cameras. Currently, Bruno and I were just sitting on the couch, watching YouTube videos. Then he tapped on the video of him burning my expensive makeup, which seemed even more perfect. I sighed, and turned away when he started laughing. "Bruno, please not this again," I sighed, scooting from him. He ignored my request, and instead started boasting about how good it was. "Chantal, don't be mad girl! That was an awesome prank," he said, trying to hug me, but I pushed him aside. I pulled on phone and typed in 'prank definition' into the Google search. "Bruno, according to Google, a prank is a practical JOKE," I shouted, shoving my phone in his face.
Bruno's POV
I don't know what came over Chantal all of a sudden. One minute we're chilling, watching videos, and next thing you know she's shouting at me. I know I burned her makeup, but i didn't really see the need in her wearing any. She's already gorgeous. Besides, it was a harmless joke. "Okay. Geez. I won't have fun anymore," I scoffed, rolling my eyes, and she glared at me. After a few moments of awkward silence, she took a deep breath, and I laid back on the couch, prepared to take a nap. "You know what? You're right. It was just a joke, and I should not be so sensitive," she said, getting up and leaving the room. That's when I closed my eyes.
20 Minutes Later
I woke up about twenty minutes later, and it was quiet in the house. Next thing I knew, I heard something flopping hard down the stairs. I whipped my head in that direction, and I saw my two guitars at the bottom. I immediately jumped up, and ran over to them. My acoustic was shattered a bit, and anger just took over. "CHANTAL! WHAT THE FUCK," I screamed, and she looked down, smiling. "Why are you smiling?" "I'm just having fun baby," she said, walking down the stairs, dragging my guitars behind her. My breath hitched, and I followed as she walked in the front yard. "Baby, what are you doing," I asked, trying to be calm. She placed the two guitars on the ground, and backed away. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. "Bruno?" I looked in Chantal's eyes. "Hmm," I answered, seeing her hold something behind her back.
Chantal's POV
I had a hammer and a lighter in one hand behind my back, and some lighter fluid in the other. "Remember when you burned my makeup? And just laughed in my face, even when I was crying, begging you to stop?" He gulped, and his eyes shifted down to his guitars. He nodded. I smirked and revealed the hammer to him, and his eyes widened. "I'm not mad though, because you were just joking. After all," I started, and purposely dropped the other items. I held a sinister grin, and locked eyes with him. "I'm joking too." Not waiting for a response, I teasingly ran my fingers along the neck of the acoustic, and then smashed it multiple times with the hammer, causing him to shriek. "CHANTAL! THAT HAS MY MOTHER'S NAME ON IT," he yelled. I just continued, and started to jump on the electric. "WOULD YOU FUCKING STOP," he screamed at me, trying to shove me off, but I shoved him harder. I sprayed the fluid on both broken guitars, and picked up the lighter. "Come on babe. It's a harmless prank," I said, mocking him and proceeding the set fire to it. While I was having fun with this prank, Bruno was clearly beyond pissed. "You fucking bitch," he yelled, yanking my hair, and pulling me towards the flames. "BRUNO! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING," I screamed, hitting his chest. "You wanna burn my valuable shit, huh," he gritted, choking me. "Well, don't you think my makeup was valuable," I gasped, kicking him in the nuts. He laughed coldly. "Your makeup isn't shit compared to my guitars. Those are how I bring money in the house!" Even though I was lightheaded at the moment, I gathered enough strength to headbutt him, causing him to finally back off. "It was a fucking prank," I huffed, grabbing the camera, that recorded everything. "How was it a prank if you actually burned them," he yelled, and I grabbed his arm, and pulled him to my car. "Open the fucking trunk Peter!" Rolling his eyes, he popped the trunk, and his eyes softened once he saw his guitars. I pointed the camera from the guitars to his face, that was softening up. "That's how it was a prank," I scoffed, turning the camera off. At this point, I had nothing to say to him. "Chant-" "Just get your stuff out of my car, so I can leave," I sighed, getting in the driver's seat, ready to get the hell away from him.
