Chasity's POV-

Missy fell asleep and I was texting my brothers. I told them that I really want to see Stefan as soon as I can so I might be home late. They agreed but they're not happy.

I'm gonna get a 2-hour lecture when I get home.

I heard the door open loudly.

Why do I have a weird feeling in my stomach?

I went to see who it was and saw Stefan all bloody and sad.

"Why are you all bloody and sad?" I asked him.

He looks like a ketchup bottle.

I'm craving french fries.

Food.

Tacos.

Tacos with french fries.

French fries in tacos?

Oh my goodness. Yes. I'm craving those right now. I should go get them- wait where am I?

Oh, yea I'm at Stefan's house.

His house is big. They have an underground cafe shit. I want one so badly. UGHDIRUFIG lucky bitch.

Wait what am I doing here?

Oh, yea Mr. Bloody sad man.

I put my focus back on Stefan.

"I killed my mother." He whispered.

"WHAT!?" I fell backward hitting my head on the table.

He helped me up and I fell again.

"WHATKFDIEJHIDDUDEUURCUVUFUFIFJDRJDUDHHF" I yelled.

"Chasity listen." He said.

"I am listening. Just internally screaming and craving tacos." I replied as we sat down on the chair.

"My mom was abusive towards me growing up. She didn't like me and didn't want me. She went to jail a few years back but she got bailed out. So when she left the prison I took her to an alley and killed her." He told me.

TWINS! My mom was abusive too!!

Obviously, I didn't say that. It took so much self-control though.

"I'm very sorry to hear that. Mom's suck." I replied and hugged him.

WAIT HE'S BLOODY AND NOW I'M BLOODY!

"Wait your birthday present," I said and got the present.

"Happy birthday Stefan!" I yelled and showed him the basket.

He smiled at me and kissed my forehead.

I love forehead kisses.

He opened it.

"Thank you very much, Chasity. I love it." He said and kissed my lips.

I put his ring on his finger and he put my ring on my finger.

WE'RE MARRIED NOW BITCHES!

Just kidding you wish.

"Do you want to eat tacos and run through the cemetery?" I asked him.

"We should probably do that on a weekday because weirdos hang out at the cemetery on weekends.

"HEY, I GO VISIT MY DEAD BEST FRIEND ON THE WEEKENDS!" I said and tackled him.

What is he trying to say?!

It was late and I didn't want to go home so I changed into one of Stefan's shirts and fell asleep there.

I'm going to get murdered by my brothers tomorrow.