It turns out, nothing bad happened for a very long time! I'm still doing great with Kristen. I am officially moved on from Kate. I think she was pondering why I was over her because she has tried to slander me numerous times. I had a great reputation now though. I was dating the most bodacious, lustrous, girl in school. It was the greatest life you could think of. I drove home after school, and saw a note on the coffee table. It said "YOUR ROOM, NOW." I was guessing it was Kristen, she definitely had an ambition to make me happy. I walked upstairs, and walked into my room. I had a feeling that it would be a congenial person I would enjoy seeing, but it was Kate. She was naked, laying spread out on my bed. My first reaction was grab her, and throw her out. But that is exactly what she wants, for me to grab her so she can lure me in for something. I rather implicitly put that, figure it out. So, I did something that I never have done before. I ran downstairs to a closet, and took out one of the floor boards revealing my 9mm pistol. I ran upstairs, with her still laying there I pointed the gun at her. "Get the **** out of my house. NOW." "You won't shoot me." Oh trust me, I will. "Do you want to test me!?" "You don't have the guts!" I didn't want to, and wasn't planning to, but I put the safety off, and pulled the trigger. It was my property, and she was trespassing, and would not leave the premises upon request. I had my right to do so.
I was at the police station. Believe it or not, I was not arrested. I had every right to, so they couldn't do anything. Now, I know what you all are thinking, IS SHE DEAD!? No, she is not. I shot her in the leg. It went through her bone, and she now has a pretty badly broken leg, but she is not dead. In fact, she took the time to yell at me. It was okay though, I can't blame her for yelling at me, I just shot her. But, anyways, on with the story. Well, she did get blood on my bed... Kristen came by the police station and comforted me. I wasn't really in need of it, but who would turn down laying your head on a girls chest while she holds you there? Not me. But, it was nice. It was quite ambiguous to me of why this all was happening to me. I honestly was sick of all the crap. Falling in and out of love, ashamed and proud of most of them. I couldn't stop feeling like I wish everyone would just leave me alone. Kristen drove me to her house, and she wanted to watch a movie with me, so we did. I fell asleep halfway through, however, and woke up with her looking straight at me. Beautiful. "Good morning." She said in a joyful tone. "Boungiorno signora. Te amo!." "What does that mean?" I got up and wrapped her in a long, passionate kiss, and said "Good day Ms. I love you." "I-I-" I cut her off. "Love you too." As soon as I said that, she gave me another kiss. It was my short amount of happiness. More to come!