"Is this a joke or a prank or something? " William chuckled nervously. And I tighten my grip on the gun.
I pull the trigger, shooting through the couch. The sound of the bullet penetrating the couch booms out loud in the room.
"Does this look like a joke to you? " My anger flares up.
William's nervousness was replaced with a quiver of fear in his eyes. "What is going on? Why?" His confused eyes dart between Brittany and me.
"I want some answers from you. " I tried to say that as calmly as I could. I don't think I achieved that.
"What answers? I don't think a gun is needed for that. It's me, Adeline," His voice went soft when he said my name.
