*Mature Content*
Prada is a 19 year old girl but she doesn't have the typical life of one instead of going to college she is using more than her brains to get by her looks and sex.
She stands out like a pair of red bottoms and doesn't take no crap...
Landon was standing in the kitchen looking at Prada taking in her new look almost in a trance.
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"Are you going to say something or just look at me?"Prada said looking at him.
He snapped at out of his trance.
"Oh um I like it.. It looks good just not use to seeing you like this."
Prada shurgged.
"Yea I just wanted to change my look lately I've been feeling like a diffrenet person."
Landon smirked.
"I definitely know the feeling.."
Prada sighed.
"So what you want for dinner?"
'What you have in mind?" he asked.
"I'm honstly not hungargy and I don't feel like cooking. She said.
"You alright.."
Prada nodded.
"Yea I'm fine just a long day."
Landon looked at her something was diffently off.
"Wanna order something in?"
"Yea we can do that." She told him.
Later Prada was sitting in the living room on the couch the tv was playing in the background the doorbell ringed.
"I got it!" Landon called from upstairs making his way down to the front door.
He grabbed the twenty dollar bill off the the table as he walked to the door opening it knowing that it was the pizza guy.
He paid and grabbed two boxes from the man and closed the door then made his way over to the couch.
He noticed Prada was writing in a red journel.
"What you writing?" he asked as he plopped down on the couch with the food next to her.
Prada looked at him and closed the book.
"Oh I'm just keeping track of what i eat the doctor.. Well your mom suggested I keep a food journal so I eat enough for the baby but still keep my weight down."
She explained.
"Oh..."
Landon said grabbing the remote and changing the tv to the local news.
The smell of pizza filled Prada's nose as Landon opened the box.
"What kind of is that?" she asked.
"Pepperoni and pineapple."
Prada made a face.
"That sounds nasty."
"Don't knock until you try it." he said with his mouth full of pizza.
She looked at it she was suddenly hungry.
"Ok I guess." She said reluntly reaching into the box and pickiing up a piece and taking a bite.
"So what you think?"Landon asked stuffing another piece of pizza in his mouth.
Prada made a grin its actully pretty good she scafed it down and grabbed another piece.
"I thought you said you weren't hungary."
Landon said looking at her stuff her face.
"I'm not but your son is and I can't deny him food can I." she giggled.
Landon chuckled.
"You always come up with stuff."
"Today two local men were found dead on Crenshaw ave. the first victim was shot and killed in front of his home and the second victim was killed in a hit and run earlier this evening."
Prada and Landon both were quiet as he turned up the tv.
"Right now there are no suspects it is ruled down to possible gang violence as the only clue given by an eye witness is a red car."
Landon looked over at Prada she had a straight face and was quiet.
'Hey I noticed there was a big ass dent in your car..how did that happened?" he questioned.
"The guys that stole it probaly hit something it was like that."
Prada said trying to sound causal but was nervous.
Landon turned to her.
"I want you to be honest with me.. Did you kill them?"
"Are you asking as a cop or my boyfriend?"
He looked at her.
"Both but I just want to know."
Prada looked him dead in his eyes.
"Yes I did."
"Why?" he asked.
"I don't know I was just so mad and..."
Prada stared crying.
"I just been feeling so diffrent lately with everything that's been going on,"she sobbed.
Landon was quiet in shock and surprise.
"Am I a bad person." she cried.
Landon sighed.
Anyone else he wouldve turned in or arrested himself but with Prada in his heart he wouldnt do that to her espically sinced he loved her and she was pregnant with his child.
He pulled her closed wrapping his arms around her as she cried.
"No your not a bad person...look things have been crazy for the both of us i got the weekend off there's this cabin on the lake that we can go to just us and clear our heads."
"That sounds good," Prada said sniffing still wrapped in his arms.
He kissed the top of her head.
"Can you promise me something?" he asked.
"What is it?"
"Promise me you wont kill anyone again I don't want nothing to happen to you." He told her.
Prada looked up at him and nodded.
"I promise I wont do this again."
So what y'all think?
Is Landon right?
Is he trying to protect her or not get in trouble?
