Confessions part 23(Continued O: )I walked back to my bed; i wanted to unpack the thing to find out if it was what i thought it was... But I was afraid to find out."God damn" I whispered, I was too curious to not unpack it.I sat down on the bed, and started to wrap the remaining paper of.I could see a silver colour glimpse.I took it out, and held it in my hand.A gun.A motherfucking gun.She have me a gun, moms don't usually give guns to their unknown kids.I just held it in front of my face to look at it.It defiantly looked real.I saw a little cross hanging down from it, I looked close at to see that there was engraved "Christiane Keehl" on the cross.
What if this thing were loaded???I tried to somehow open the thing."Goddamn!" I murmured.Suddenly I got the back of it pulled backwards so it opened."Oh fuck"I saw the bullets sitting in it, ready to shoot.What was I gonna do with this thing???It's deadly dangerous to keep here.How quickly I could point this at someone, pull the trig
Better than chocolate [MattxMello]A/N: Very cheesy yaoi MattxMello. Haha I like cheesy stuff. Better than ChocolateHe is playing his gameboy, so concentrated on the screen in front of him
with his hair falling perfectly on his eyes-I love his hair, is so soft, even if it's a little messy- he has his goggles on, it's like- I don't know- maybe an amulet for him when he is playing his games? One day I asked and he said that helps him to concentrate. Sometimes I catch myself staring at him what seems to be forever, he is hypnotizing, and watch him playing is so amusing. He smiles and shouts "Victory", seems that he finally completed the game, but I'm not interested in his game, I'm interested in his smile, that's is one of the reason why I love watching him play, then he turns his face to me, and give me a brig