I pointed the barrel at him and shot twice, one bullet hitting him in the neck while the other hit his chest.
"I've had enough of you" I muttered and reloaded the gun.
"What makes you think the leader of the gang is still dead?" a new voice sounded...
"SIEA!" I groaned at Carter's voice for the tenth time today.
"WHAT!" I yelled back.
"Geez woman no need to yell" he walked downstairs. I gave him a blank look.
"No shit" I muttered sarcastically.
"Could you please do my tie?" he requested, walking up to me with his tie in hand.
"Yes husband dear" I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed the tie, standing up.
After a few twists and more I fixed his tie and straightened out his collar.
"Thanks" he smiled and kissed my cheek.
"You're very welcome now go before you are late" I pushed him towards the door.
"Okay okay I'm going! See you in the evening! Bye!" he climbed into the car and drove off.
Carter Deverux, my husband for two years now. We both are more of friends than a couple, actually we've been friends since we were kids. We know each other like the back of our hands. I honestly don't trust anyone other than Carter. We never agreed on marrying each other but you see no one can really stand against a stubborn woman, at least not against a one stubborn as my mother.
She thought that it was a good idea to get us married since we know each other oh-so-well and my mothers just way too fond of Carter herself.
She's literally the Satan's spawn that is ever ready to put her trouble, every chance she gets.
Closing the door, I trudged back into the living room and plopped down on the couch, switching on the TV and logging into my Netflix account. After a few minutes of thinking, I finally chose a horror movie and leaned back into the couch while the movie started.
A loud bang jerked me out of my seat. Franctically looking around, I found absolutely nothing. I gulped as my feet took me to the main door.
The porch was empty as usual when I opened the door. I sighed and closed it again. Must be me.
I walked back to the couch and sat down in my place, watching the rest of the movie.
Suddenly the house phone started ringing. I groaned and picked it up.
"What" I snapped at whoever it was.
"Now that's not exactly a good way to greet your mother now is it dear" Satan's spawn. Bitch.
"Sorry mother" I repled in a monotone voice.
"Anyway. I called you to inform you about a party at my place that you have to attend with Carter" No shit.
"Yes mother" monotone voice.
If looks could kill the phone would have been melted by now with me glaring daggers at it.
"What did I ever do to desearve a mother like her?" I mumbled and got up dragging myself upstairs to mine and Carter's room to pick out a suit for him and a dress for myself.
"Let's see..." I searched through different suits of Carter's. I finally pulled out a grey suit with a peach color shirt underneath.
For myself I pulled out a peach gown which is complete lace from my cleavage, to my shoulders. The bottom of the dress just flows down freely.
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