Who to Choose?

Eighteen

Chanelle- Where is Jr.

Dave- Over there *pointing to him*

He was sitting there since he can't crawl or walk. So I crawled over to him and heard a guncock behind my head.

??-Move away from him.

Chanelle- Ok *backing up*

??- He's my hostage *grabbing Jr.*

Chanelle- But he is a little boy.

??-So.

Since I have been to jail a lot, my friends taught me how to grab a gun from someone's hand. So I spun around grabbing the gun in a split second scaring the person.

Chanelle- Who are you ?

??- It's me, Michael.

Chanelle- Why ?

Michael- All this time, I tried to date you but you rejected me all because of Dave.

Chanelle- You were jealous weren't you ?

Michael- Yes. I wanted to be where he is now but I can't now.

Dave- Well what happened to China? *picking up Jr.*

Michael- She left me.

Chanelle- Why because you was being a dumbass.

Dave- I think so.

Michael- But anyways, I hit him with the truck because I wanted him to die.

Chanelle- What the hell is wrong with you ?

Michael- If only he was dead. *evily smirking*

Chanelle- Well I hope you enjoyed life. *pistol whipping him*

Everybody- Damn.

The cops came 10 mins later taking Michael into custody and letting us continue out reception.

The party ended and everybody went home except Dave and I and some other guests. We had to stay and clean up.

Dave- This was some reception.

Chanelle- I know right.

Dave- But when is our honeymoon.

Chanelle- Soon because we have Jr. remember ?

Dave- Yea sure *rolling his eyes*

Chanelle- You look gay doing that.

Dave- *makes stale face*

Chanelle- Hahahaha.

Dave- It ain't funny.

Chanelle- Yes it is.

Dave- Can we leave now ?

Chanelle- Let's go.

We went home and showered and went to sleep. The next day, I woke up and went to the bathroom and the door abruptly opened so I closed it. The door opened again so I closed and locked it. Then the door tried to open again but the door was locked.

Dave- Open the door.

Chanelle- No.

Dave- Sorry.

Chanelle- That ain't cutting it. *flushing toilet*

Dave- Ok I ain't moving.

I opened and heard a thud. So I looked and saw Dave holding his head groaning in pain.

Chanelle- Oh my god Chris are you ok ?

Dave- No.

Chanelle- Want me to kiss it ?

Dave- Yes *pouting like a little kid*

Chanelle- Ok *kiss his head* Better ?

Dave- Yea.

This is gonna be some marriage.