Angel With A Shotgun

Your a bad idea, but I like bad ideas.


2. Chapter Two

When I woke up, I was in my mothers hospital room. What time was it when I left the house? I thought to myself.

I looked at my phone. 5:30. "Shit!" I was supposed to meet Danny, two hours ago. 

Stupid boy, stupid mom, and a fucked up me. What kind of sister am I? 

I ran outside to my car, got in, drove home knocked on the neighbor's door and waited for Danielle to open the door. When she did I saw Danny behind her, he ran to me screaming "MONICA! WHY DID YOU WEAVE ME HEWRE FOR FIFTYEIGHT HOWRS?!?!" I was so happy to have him in my arms I was crying. 

Of course I was probably afraid of Friday night. What am I going to do? All of a sudden I felt a buzz in my back pocket. "Danny we gotta go now, say goodbye to Danielle and Peter." 

"Goodbye Danielle, bye Peter." Said Danny. "Thanks for having me ovwr." My back pocket buzzed again. 

"Well Monica, looks like you got a secret admirer. Better tend to that," said Danielle. 

I took Danny home, fed him macaroni and cheese, and looked at my phone.

"Stupid boy." 

"Who's stupid? I'm not stupid, I'm smawt."

"Yes your the smartest boy I know. Now eat your food before I get mad." I gave him the stink eye. He went right back to eating. I smiled and looked back at my phone.


​From: Harry

Whre do u liv?

From: Harry 

R u listening?

From: Harry 

​Talk to me, princess please 


He said please. He must really want to talk to me.


To: Harry

I liv on Georgia Ave. On the corner. Thanks for saying please.


I set my phone down, then it buzzed again.


From: Harry

I'm outside.


You've got to be kidding me. The door bell rang. 

"I'll get it!" Cried Danny.

"No Danny wait! I wanna get it!" To late he already opened the door to a terror stricken Harry.

"Your a mother?" He said.

Danny answered before I could. "Heck no. She's my pwetty sister."

"I didn't think of that. I apologize for assuming."

"Apology accepted. Come in." Harry walked in and took off his jacket. Danny looked at all the swirls of tattoos covering his arms and neck.  

"Mister what did you do to your awms? Why did you do dat to your awms? Did it huwrt?" In my point of view, thats when all hell broke loose.


Oh My God. I am so freaking tired I'm not even joking right now. I hope you enjoyed cahpter tow. Ah fuck I cant see straight. I hope you enjoyed chapter two. Good night California!

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