I didn't proof read so don't judge!!
"ZION!" I shouted from the bedroom. "Yes." He walked into the doorway. "I'm bored." I frown.
He stared at me for a good 15 seconds. "Welp." He shrugged. I furrowed my eyebrows watching him go into the living room. I hopped out of my bed and followed him.
I sat on the kitchen counter and analyzed his next moves. He picked up the PS4 controller and put on his headset. I know damn well he wasn't about to ignore me.
"Zion!" I yelled. I got no response. "Z!" Still no response. "Caleb!" He looked at me for a quick moment and continued to play. "Bitch I know you fucking lying." I got off the counter and marched into my room.
I spotted two nerf guns sitting in my closet. A lightbulb went off in my head. If he wants to play fortnite, he'll get fortnite. I picked up the guns and set them on my bed. My extra ass smeared black eyeshadow on my cheeks.
I grabbed the guns and tip toed into the living room. "Babe." I shouted. He still wasn't paying attention.
I pulled back the trigger with a loud pop. "What are you doing?" He turned his neck. BOOM! I let go and shot him in the forehead. "Bullseyes." I grinned.
"Ow what the fuck!" I rubbed the spot I previously hit. "WeLp." I mocked him from earlier. "You need to stop playin." I put down his controller on the table.
I shook my head and shot another foam bullet. I hit his shoulder. "Oou I'm pretty good." I gave myself a pat on the back. "Fuck off." Zion glared at me.
I aimed the gun lower this time. I pulled the trigger back and steadied the gun. I let go and repeated my previous actions. I hit him in the balls twice. He grunted and slowly fell to the floor. He held himself in pain.
"Oh I'm sorry." I walk over to him. "Are you okay baby?" I put my hand on his shoulder. He didn't respond to me. I loosened my grip on one of the guns. In that moment of weakness Zion grabbed a gun from my hand. My eyes widened.
"Not lookin so strong a mighty now." He got up. The height difference added to his intimidation. I backed up a couple steps. "I won't hurt you if you won't hurt me." I smiled cutely.
"Nah." He shot the gun at my stomach. "Ow!" I whined. He cane around the couch with a fast pace. I ran from him and tried to fake it to the bedroom.
His trigger went off again and hit me in the butt. I chuckled at my reactions. He cornered me. I had no escape until I saw the opening between his legs. I dropped down quickly and crawled through.
He stood still in slight shock. I shot his back and ran for the couch. "Bitch you thought-" he turned around and slipped on a foam bullet. My jaw dropped.
I let out a loud laugh. "Are you good?" I sat by his side, trying to hold in my laughter. "Ouch." He mumbled.
