Why is it that you chicks always wanna do something romantic for each other? I roll my eyes at his words and step forward twisting the knob. "Shut it bag boy!" He laughs and playfully shoves me into the house.

"Hey, I can leave and make you do this yourself." I spin around and give him my best puppy dog face. He laughs and walks into the house. "Where do you want the bags your majesty?" I roll my eyes at him. "Kitchen counter." I lead him into the kitchen, he drops the bags on the counter. He turns back to me before speaking. "So how should we do this?"

I take a moment before answering his question. "Lets move the dining room table to the deck and then we’ll just put some candles and flowers around." I step over to the oven and take a peek inside, Glen does the same. "Looks good." I nod. "I couldn’t have done it without you." He shakes his head before making one of his cocky comments. "I know, what would you do without me? I’m a life saver." I roll my eyes at him and lead him to the dining room. Glen walks towards the table, obviously ready to move it. "Lets do the flowers first, it’ll be easier to place them around the deck without the table in the way." Glen nods. "Where are they?" I motion for him to follow.

"They should be in the living room somewhere." When we enter the room I notice several things out of place. My eyes dart around the room, a person, a man to be exact is sitting on my couch like he owns it. He stands up, and pulls a handgun from his back pocket. I hear Glen’s voice from behind me. "Shit."

I take a step back watching the man play with the gun in his hand before speaking. "Who are you, and why are you in my house?" He laughs, but doesn’t speak. He grips the gun firmly in his hand. "You killed my father and yet you don’t know who I am. That– That really hurts my feelings." I shake my head not understanding what he’s talking about. "I didn’t kill anyone." A look of rage passes through his dilated pupils. "Thank you, you just made this so much easier." He points the gun at me and I hear the first shot go off. I fall, and hear nothing but a shrill ringing in my ears.