Faster than I thought! I had all 5 reviews within 30 minutes! Note to self: cursing at readers REALLY works! To: anonymous: Didn't I say I would? Puckiswelcomeanytime: haha me too but since you updated you don't have to suffer it as long! PiecesOfMyHeart: Yeah, as a Christian, I feel compelled to share the Word with everybody and I was looking at my traffic stats the other day and I realized- hundreds of people read this! Fanfiction is a great way to do that! And Gallaghergirl16: thanks! Even though that (and PLEAAASE UPDAAAATEEE!) are the most common things to review (I do it all the time) it still makes me reeeaaaalllllyyy happy when somebody says they love my story. Dhcjheyc: thanks (see Gallaghergirl16's shout out) and you knew I was going to update pretty soon, so why'd you ask?
It was the voice that haunted my dreams. Joseph Cavan. I walked up there, literally shaking with anger, and punched him as hard as I could. Then I grabbed him by the neck with one hand as I individually broke every one of his ribs with the other, and then kneed him where it hurts. I spit in his face and then strangled him. Once he was dead, I dropped him to the ground.
Laina walked up to me shakily. Great. She's known me for a week and she's already seen me kill somebody. Guess her picture of me as the perfect mother is ruined.
"I told you I'd whoop his ass next time I saw him," I told her.
"That's... him?" I nodded. No one else seemed to have caught on yet. She kicked his side so hard that, if he weren't already dead, it would've killed him. "Fuck you," she told his carcass.
There were gasps all around the room. "Language," I reminded her in a monotone.
"Well, what do you expect me to say to someone that ruined your life and makes you scream all night? 'I love you?'"
I couldn't help it. I laughed. "Let's hit the road early, Bunches. I don't want to stick around here any longer. And... now that I think about it, I really need to stop by and see somebody for business... How would you like to meet the Director of the CIA? He's been begging to see you." I whipped out my phone and hit speed dial one.
"Heyy, Jeffy... yeah, I'm coming to see you... How'd you know?... Just 'cause I call you doesn't ALWAYS mean I killed somebody, you judgmental bastard!... well I told you you better make sure I never saw him again because I told you I wouldn't be able to control myself if I did... He tried to kill her! I could just see him, while he was standing there, pretending to be all innocent- like, plotting the best way to take out the both of us!... Whatever... Yeah, our usual place... No, closer to 7:30 would be better... Love you too! Bye!"
"What about my breakfast?" Laina asked innocently.
"Bring it with you, but if you puke in my car, you're licking it all up," I warned her.
"No way. You drive to fast, it would be pretty much impossible not to. We can get Starbucks later." (I LOVE STARBUCKS! just thought you should know...)
"Good choice, my friend, good choice," I said sarcastically.
Behind me, my mother, while confused, was seething with anger. "Why would you just kill an innocent boy like that?" she asked- well, more of screamed, really.
I was halfway out the door when I took the time to turn around and answer her. "Tell me when you find anything innocent about Joseph Cavan."
Random Funny Scene After Cammie Leaves- Tina Walters' POV
"Ms. Morgan, my sources say that Cammie slept with the Director, Jeffery Jamison, to get an office at HQ... Is that true?" She nodded. I was right? What? I've never been right!
Mr. Solomon whispered something to her, and she burst out laughing. Hard. Really hard. So hard she fell off her chair and then Mr. Solomon had to give her CPR.
"What the hell is so funny, Rachel?" he asked.
"I did the exact same thing. Remember, before he set Matt and I up, and we were dating, I got that really big promotion? It's a kind of honeypotting (LOL I accidentally wrote hornypotting write there because I'm wearing a wrist brace and it's hard to move my fingers on my left hand!), all Gallagher Girls perfect- BBBB, or Blackthorne Boy Bed Blackmail. Except I wasn't four when I did it..."
Sorry that took so long I had to eat supper- and everyone in my family ate together, something we pretty much never do, especially in the middle of the week, and then my mom made me take a shower and do the dishes. I know this one is short, it was going to be longer, but... the mom- daughter DC chapter is next, I'm open to all suggestions! And now I have a 60% grade french speaking oral test thing tomorrow and it's 10:30... crap I gotta get busy! Love ya! And as always, reviews make me HAPPYIFIED! And inspire me and motivate me to update. So do it! (pretty please with a cherry on top?) SEE? I'M SO PROUD OF MESELF! NO SWEARING IN THE AM THIS TIME! I don't think anyways...
