Short Stories

Who is married to Who?

The Chief of Police is married to a Mob Boss, and they have to keep "just failing" to catch each other. When on of them hits the other in a shoot out, it's followed with "Oh I'm never going to here the end of this..."

"So how was your day at work?"

"YOU FUCKING SHOT ME! THAT WAS MY DAY AT WORK!"

     The start of this quirky, love story is at a police station, modern day. You see police officers rushing around, It seems like something important but you can't understand what anyone is saying because it is a jumble of words. All you can hear is 'excuse me' or 'pardon me'. Someone walks out of an office and he looks stressed. That guy is the Chief of the Sporylom Police Department. He calls everyone to attention.

     "Listen up everyone! We got news, from an anonymous source, about a local Mob Boss being at a weapons deal later this evening. We are going to go take him down. Ger prepared and come up with a strategy, we are going in a few hours." the Chief said before walking away back into his office.

     Flash forward to the deal. You can see a car start to pull up to an abandoned building. The driver and front passenger get out. The driver looks like he was training to be in the army. But he isn't. He is the Third in Command of the Mob, you know the one you heard about one paragraph ago. His name is Jeremiah Johnson, Jerry for short. He has short, curly, blank hair. For his clothes, they look casual but fancy at the same time. He is wearing blank v-neck with black jeans.  

     The front passenger looks like he can't hold a gun for more than one minute. He has slicked back strawberry blond hair, green eyes, and fair skin. He is wearing a red hoodie, dark blue jeans, and red converse shoes. Like I said, he looks like he can't hold his own with a gun. Actually he is the weapons expert of this certain Mob group. Before I forget to say, his name is Roman Berry. Only the people that he likes call him "Strawberry". If he doesn't like them and they call him Strawberry, then they get punched.

     Jerry goes to the passenger door on the right side of the car. He opened the door and a guy steps out. Well he more looks like an 18 year old. But he is a 24 year old Mob Boss. Yes, the exact same one that was talked about earlier. He has auburn hair with the tips dyed blue. He has piercing blue eyes, and he is wearing a suit. The color schemes are black and blue. I'm guessing you can guess which color is his favorite. His name is Griffith Lucas-Perez. People in the Mob World normally call him "The Icemen".

     Next, you see many people pulling up and getting out of the cars. But right now you need to pay attention to the three that have been named. Because they are important. They walk into an abandon factory. The factory is basically empty except for piles of rubble and an area in the middle that looks like it has been cleared out, with a table sitting there. There are guys with hoodies and masks on their faces, they hold briefcases, probably holding the weapons they came there for.

     Time passes and outside the police pulled up, silently. They got out of their cars and got into the positions that they went over hours before. There are snipers in nearby buildings and most of the officers are ready to storm the building. Chief Lucas-Perez gives the signal to storm the building. Oh, some of you must be confused on why the Chief of Police has the same last name as Griffith Lucas-Perez. Short answer is they are married. Anyway, back to the story.

     The officers burst into the building. The people who were taking park of the deal take cover and shoot at the intruders. Soon at the police take cover. The Chief and Deputy Chief both ducked behind one of the piles of rubble. Chief Lucas-Perez takes shooting towards and area with a lot of underlings in the Mob. Unknown to him, he is shooting in the direction of where his husband is. Until he heard someone shout out in pain.