Mindless Behavior
Chapter Two:
A/N: For those reading my other story "Hurting You, Killing Me," I'm still working on it, I just need to figure some stuff out on it, so I'm taking a break to work on this.
Johnny's POV:
I was furious with Danielle for the way she'd spoken to Kitty, but I couldn't show Danielle just how angry I was. I did, however, want to get the point across that I was pissed. I threw open the door and stormed into the room. "Danielle, I don't want you to ever talk to Kitty that way again," I said.
She didn't respond and she was facing away from me. I walked around to the other side of the bed and knelt in front of her, but she turned away. I grasped her face gently between my thumb and forefinger. "You are not going to disrespect Kitty again, is that understood?"
"Whatever," she said, jerking away from me.
"And, my darling," I said, "you will be doing the dishes tonight. And don't even think you can get away with barely washing them, because if you do, you will be doing them again."
After that, I stood up and walked out, closing the door behind me.
That night, after dinner, Danielle did the dishes as I'd requested and retired to bed early. Danielle didn't seem to be getting much better. She was still being snide and rude, yelling when she didn't get her way. Kitty and I were to our wits end with her. Then the...incident happened.
Ember had come over for dinner and, oblivious to the reason Danielle was staying with us, spouted off something about a big party in the north side of the zone. I shot a glance at Danielle, but even with my quick, casual glance, I saw how intrigued she looked at the idea of a party.
Kitty diverted the subject away from the upcoming party to the ever changing relationship status between Ember and Skulker. Ember immediately launched into a tale of the latest argument they'd had, and how Skulker was making it up to her.
After dinner, Danielle excused herself to her room, opting not to watch television with me and Kitty. Kitty glanced at me as Danielle walked into her room. "You need to go make it clear that she isn't going to sneak out to that party."
I nodded and went down to Danielle's room. There was no lock on the door now, as I'd removed it after Danielle had called Kitty a bitch. I walked into the room and found Danielle brushing her hair in front of the mirror.
"Danielle, I just want to make it clear that you are not going to be sneaking out to that party."
"Whatever," she replied, her signature comeback.
"I mean it, Danielle."
"Fine," she snapped, slamming her brush down on the dresser. "Will you go away now so I can get ready for bed?"
I raised my hands up in the universal sign of backing off and walked out of her room. Later that night, I sneaked into Danielle's room and found her asleep on the bed. Satisfied, Kitty and I went to bed.