Double Fantasy

Family Affair

I woke up with a horrible dream and an empty bed. The sunlight was playing peek a boo through the curtains. I stretched then rubbed my eyes, realizing I had clothes on. Michael probably slid some on while I slept which was thoughtful. As I opened the curtains, the ray of sunshine lit up my skin like diamonds. I brushed my teeth and got organized for the rest of the day. I went through my phone as I went downstairs to the kitchen. The house was very empty but the kitchen island was loaded with a breakfast buffet. I was amazed at all this food. I felt like I was in heaven.

I took a plate and started loading it up. I was starving since I didn't really eat anything the day before. I sat down and messaged my secretary on the agendas she'll have to operate on my behalf along with rescheduling my clients with my staff. As I was eating and texting, I got a good morning text from Erik.

Erik: Good morning princess.
Jill: Hey morning.
Erik: That was a bit dry...come out back when you're finished eating. Wanna show you sumn.

I sighed wondering what misdemeanor he was up to. I finished eating and rested the plate in the sink and went out back. There he stood wiping a long range rifle. "What are you gonna do with that?" I asked closing the sliding door. He chuckled. "You ready for some practice before hunting?" My eyes widened. A smile lingered on my face.
"Is this practice for my defense as well during the shootout with the Haitians whenever you decide to attack?" I inquired. He shook his head with a small smile. "You don't give up do you?" He said leaning over to rest the rifle on the table. "And this is just practicing to hunt, now I'm assuming you never held a gun before." He said handing me a pistol. I shook my head taking it. He showed me how to stand, hold a gun and warned about the kick back. He set up a few Wooden targets. "Don't forget your breathe," he said behind me as he slid the earmuffs on. He stood behind me, arms stretched with mines. I pressed my butt on him making him clear his throat. I found this very amusing as I teased him. "Aight...shoulders forwards....you got a good grip on the gun?" He asked. I nodded as he released me. I shot the wooden object directly in the middle. I felt all the adrenaline rush through my veins that I saw the enemy's face on the wooden object. I shot it multiple times until the mag was empty but I still continued pressing the trigger. "Whoa whoa whoa there princess," Erik said lowering the gun and grabbing it from me. I made clean shots to the chest of the object. I was breathing heavy, cold sweating. "Hey, you ok?" He asked shaking me out of my trans. I nodded breathing heavily like if I ran a marathon. "Yeah I'm fine," I said wiping the sweat off my forehead. I went back inside. Maybe this was too much for me to handle. Why was I experiencing these haunting? I went back outside where Erik was removing the wooden object. "Did Sheniqua sell drugs for you in the club?" I asked abruptly. He glanced at me while grabbing another object with the sweat dripping off his body.