Code Name : Cinderella

Chapter twenty

Chapter 20

Derrick was still hunting out my dad in our abnormally large house. Tiffany and her daughter were napping on the couch. Derrick returned with my dad. It was a pretty funny sight. He walked in and there I was standing there holding the gun, standing next to the couch.

" who's gun is that?" my dad asked.

" it's Tiffany's." She and Emily are out of it. That's exactly what I'd do. Attempt to grab somebody and throw them in a locked room. Then id decide its nap time. So I'd lay on the couch and fall asleep. Not.

My dad came around and took the gun from my hands. He pointed it at Tiffany and then shouted her name. She and Emily woke up with a start. Their expressions were absolutely priceless.

Emily jumped off the couch. She tumbled when she hit the ground more than likely from either pure undeniable clumsiness or from lack of blood flow to her legs from sleeping on them after her little stunt she pulled earlier with her mother.

Either way I took advantage of the situation. I walked over to her as if to pick her up off of the ground , she kicked at me. " What are you doing?" She yelled in frustration. "don't touch me you lousy good for nothing boyfriend stealer."

" I didn't steal him from you. You had broken up, or do you seriously just not remember? is your blonde hair getting to your brain or something?" I said with my hands on my hips.

I cant believe she has the audacity to call me that? I wouldn't take someone else's boyfriend. Its totally against the girl code. Hello? Rule number one, no your boundaries. She just over stepped mine.

She got up off of the floor and lunged at me. I through a punch and it connected, sending her nearly spinning backwards but she still managed to maintain her balance. She lunged at me again.

" How dare you call me a blonde. I'm so much cooler than you." I pushed her backwards onto the corner of our coffee table. She screamed in pain from hitting it. I knelt down in her face. " You cant take the fact that me and derrick are actually a lot happier together than you were. You only think of your self. Never is anything about anyone else but you." She looked as if those words stung her. Tears began to well up in her eyes and then fall down her cheeks.

" Mom do something" she screamed. Tiffany wasn't in any position to be rendering aid to anyone. She was still on the couch frozen with fear and oblivious to what had just taken place. Emily got up off of the ground and fell again.

She had really injured her back. She was bleeding very fast and really bad. She started sobbing as she crawled to her mom. " Emily" I said. " Let me take you to the hospital. Your bleeding really bad. You could die." She looked at me as if I had three heads. Then blacked out. I pulled out my cell phone and called the police.