Chapter 6: Gun

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Y/N's POV

I am watching TV. Slap that bass was playing. I was smoking my cigar. I grab my gun and start aiming it around. While the music was still playing on my TV. I stand up with the gun and start dancing.

Y/N: Hey what's your name?

I continue to dance and answer my own question.

Y/N: Y/N.

I still dance.

Y/N: Hey Y/N. You're a really good dancer.

I still continue to dance.

Y/N: I know. You know who's not? Him.

I aim my gun at the wall and accidentally shot it. It hits the wall. The sudden shot makes me drop my gun and fall on the floor. I quickly turn up the volume of the TV. I hear my Mom shouting from her room.

Mom: Y/N, what was that? Are you okay?

Y/N: Mom, what?

I run to the wall and see the bullet hole.

Mom: That noise! Did you hear that noise?

I quickly think of something.

Y/N: I'm watching an old war movie!

Mom: Turn it down!

Y/N: Um...

I put my hands through my hair in frustration.

Y/N: Sorry, Mom.

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