Post by Kill on Jul 21, 2005 19:45:59 GMT -5
"Well hello," Jordan said and pushed Tre back into the room.
"I wish this were good bye," Tre tried a smile and then stood up from where he had landing from Jordan's push.
"Ha," Jordan said and then shut the door. Great.
Tre stood up and tried to open the door. No luck. He was locked in and was sure that with all the stress on Stormi she would probably forget about him. He sat down on a little ladder and opened his bag of chips. Munching he suddenly saw the door handle jiggle. Here comes Jordan again, he thought, but how wrong he was.
The person that stepped into the room was the last person that he would've expected. Stephanie.
"Thank god!" Tre stood and gathered all the other snacks. He turned to leave but then noticed Steph wasn't going anywhere.
"Take a seat, Tre," she commanded and he listened, "I see that you've found my stash. Hmph... We wouldn't need anyone else finding out though, would we? You see, Jordan's been pirating all of these things and then shipping them to me while I was in Canada, so I could make some good money. But now that your stupid girlfriend got that promotion, I had to come back here and leave all of that behind in Canada. It's partially your fault too. Well really it's all your fault." At that moment she whipped out a knife and pressed it against Tre's throat.
"Um, one question," Tre gagged as he pressed his head as far away from the knife as possible. Stephanie didn't slit his throat so he choked, "Why'd you tell me your whole plan?"
"Because what good is information to a dead man?" she laughed and then was about to do the deed when Tre kicked her ankle, sending her backwards a foot or so. He stood up and snatched the knife from her hand while she was busy regaining her balance and then held it to her face. She stared with wide eyes and then her face softened, "Fine. Leave and tell. I'll get out of prison though and track you down." She smirked and then Tre lowered the knife and left through the open door to tell Stormi.
"I wish this were good bye," Tre tried a smile and then stood up from where he had landing from Jordan's push.
"Ha," Jordan said and then shut the door. Great.
Tre stood up and tried to open the door. No luck. He was locked in and was sure that with all the stress on Stormi she would probably forget about him. He sat down on a little ladder and opened his bag of chips. Munching he suddenly saw the door handle jiggle. Here comes Jordan again, he thought, but how wrong he was.
The person that stepped into the room was the last person that he would've expected. Stephanie.
"Thank god!" Tre stood and gathered all the other snacks. He turned to leave but then noticed Steph wasn't going anywhere.
"Take a seat, Tre," she commanded and he listened, "I see that you've found my stash. Hmph... We wouldn't need anyone else finding out though, would we? You see, Jordan's been pirating all of these things and then shipping them to me while I was in Canada, so I could make some good money. But now that your stupid girlfriend got that promotion, I had to come back here and leave all of that behind in Canada. It's partially your fault too. Well really it's all your fault." At that moment she whipped out a knife and pressed it against Tre's throat.
"Um, one question," Tre gagged as he pressed his head as far away from the knife as possible. Stephanie didn't slit his throat so he choked, "Why'd you tell me your whole plan?"
"Because what good is information to a dead man?" she laughed and then was about to do the deed when Tre kicked her ankle, sending her backwards a foot or so. He stood up and snatched the knife from her hand while she was busy regaining her balance and then held it to her face. She stared with wide eyes and then her face softened, "Fine. Leave and tell. I'll get out of prison though and track you down." She smirked and then Tre lowered the knife and left through the open door to tell Stormi.