LIVE FAST, DIE YOUNG, BAD GIRLS DO IT WELL
She might've had a good future, before all of this. Eryn suspected from the start, that by doing this, she was risking everything. But was it really worth it? To live the dream for a short amount of time instead of having a happy lifetime filled with good memories and achievements. Hell yes.
She's never used a gun before. Well, she'd never shot one in her life. The cold metal killer in her hands was an unexpected weight. Heavier then she'd thought. She held the long rifle up in front of her, directing it towards Piper, who wore a cunning grin.
"Babe, you wouldn't" Piper scoffed, without any hesitation, moving towards the gun so that if Eryn pulled the trigger, it would shoot right through her throat. "Wouldn't I?" Eryn asked with an arched eyebrow, looking challengingly upon Piper.
Suddenly, they both giggled in unison. Laurel came up behind Eryn, "Don't play with those, you could hurt someone". It was cute. Eryn pointed the gun towards Laurel who seemed like a scared child, "You really wanna tell me what to do with one of these in my hands?"
● Before you start asking "omfg?! Did this really happen?!" The answer is no. I told you, most of this will be my real life, and it is, and I also told you, the main plot is made up for entertainment. I'm making it sound like Spring Breakers too much ●
● TROUBLE will be returning for the second part very soon hopefully ●
