*This is a really short chapter. And I will update soon. Oh yeah this isn't
suppose to be serious only funny cause I was really crazy when I wrote it.
Maybe that's why it's to short. Don't worry though it will get better. *
Cindy P.O.V.
"Oh! I hate her. She had no business telling Tony that I'm still a virgin. I want to just get a gun and kill her." I scream.
"Who is she?" Marcia asks.
"Alice."
"Oh Cindy. Forgive and Forget. But if you're really who I think you are. There is a handgun in Greg's closet."
"Thanks," I reply.
"Anytime, baby." Marcia kisses my forehead and leaves the room. I wish I could be just like Marcia. She's gone through so much pain and is still perfect. I don't how I would deal with three abortions or her secret. Oh, I wish I could be in love like Marcia and Greg.
I walk down the hall and into the boy's room. Bobby was sitting with a few friends smoking weed.
"Hi boys," I say flirtatiously.
"Hey Cindy," a few reply.
"Bobby, I'll only be a second. I just have to get the handgun."
"Ok," Bobby says. I walk over to the closet and open the door. I bend down so the boys can see my bare ass. A few let out whistles. Marcia, Jane, and I had given up wearing underwear years ago. Marcia said it was tacky. I grab the gun and begin to leave.
"Hey, drop in anytime, pussycat," retorts one of the boys.
"Ok baby," I say and blow them all a kiss.
I walk down the stairs. Jane and Marcia are watching T.V. in the living room. Marcia gives me thumbs up. I continue walking into the kitchen. Alice is standing by the stove stirring some weird shit. My palms get sweaty as I pull the gun to my chest.
"Alice, I hate this, " I begin, "But it's the way of life." Right as Alice turns around, I pull the trigger. Alice drops to the floor and cries out in pain. I don't want to cry so I laugh instead. I stand there laughing, as Alice lay dead on the floor.
Cindy P.O.V.
"Oh! I hate her. She had no business telling Tony that I'm still a virgin. I want to just get a gun and kill her." I scream.
"Who is she?" Marcia asks.
"Alice."
"Oh Cindy. Forgive and Forget. But if you're really who I think you are. There is a handgun in Greg's closet."
"Thanks," I reply.
"Anytime, baby." Marcia kisses my forehead and leaves the room. I wish I could be just like Marcia. She's gone through so much pain and is still perfect. I don't how I would deal with three abortions or her secret. Oh, I wish I could be in love like Marcia and Greg.
I walk down the hall and into the boy's room. Bobby was sitting with a few friends smoking weed.
"Hi boys," I say flirtatiously.
"Hey Cindy," a few reply.
"Bobby, I'll only be a second. I just have to get the handgun."
"Ok," Bobby says. I walk over to the closet and open the door. I bend down so the boys can see my bare ass. A few let out whistles. Marcia, Jane, and I had given up wearing underwear years ago. Marcia said it was tacky. I grab the gun and begin to leave.
"Hey, drop in anytime, pussycat," retorts one of the boys.
"Ok baby," I say and blow them all a kiss.
I walk down the stairs. Jane and Marcia are watching T.V. in the living room. Marcia gives me thumbs up. I continue walking into the kitchen. Alice is standing by the stove stirring some weird shit. My palms get sweaty as I pull the gun to my chest.
"Alice, I hate this, " I begin, "But it's the way of life." Right as Alice turns around, I pull the trigger. Alice drops to the floor and cries out in pain. I don't want to cry so I laugh instead. I stand there laughing, as Alice lay dead on the floor.
