Chapter 12: The Ladies in my life (Part 2)

Third POV

Y/N now has a updated wardrobe, with the sole purpose, to lure Deanna's husband out of the house. The plan they concocted will take one week to complete. Y/N already booked the house for a few more days. The guys all were going over how did they want to scare her. "Y/N, you about ready?" Thriller yelled. Y/N has been a little more quieter than usual. After a few minutes of silence, she came down wearing

"Holy Mother of God." Xscape said. The rest of the Michaels looked her up and down with their jaws on the floor. She ignored their looks and went over to gather her purse, and keys. "I will text you when, I get him to stay wit me. You guys should be heading out to her place." Thats all she said, then she left.

Bad took a deep breath trying to keep his cool. "What in the blue hell is her problem?" ITC cracked his neck and looked at Bad. "Yall assholes are her problem." Demon shook his head. "What the hell did we do?" Thrad walked over to Mikey, and held his hand out. Mikey took his hand and went to the kitchen.

With them gone, ITC lost his mind. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN 'WHAT DID WE DO TO HER?' HOW ABOUT FUCKING HER FRIENDS!" HiStory and Thrad both went to settle down ITC, while Xscape stood up. "Look, she is upset, not at ya'll, but at herself. So dont take her silence to heart." Thriller spoke up "Listen, lets table this for now. Lets get our plan underway."  The rest agreed and went off to Deanna's house.

 Y/N POV

I made my way to an upscale bar where my P.I (Private Investigator) told me her husband goes to after work, in order to avoid Deanna. Deanna evidently is a pain in the ass. According to my P.I all she does is shop, and take trips; expensive ass trips. So my plan is to treat him for once. Buy him a couple of drinks, maybe some dinner, and offer up some polite conversation. Easy.....right?

Then why am I so damn nervous. Even with this outfit, there is no guarantee, he will even acknowledge me. I try to shake this nervousness, as I get out the cab, and head into the bar. I look around to find him, and sure enough he is at the end of the bar. To be honest he looks like shit. I head to the center of the bar and get settled in. I grab the bartenders attention, and order "Ill have whatever.... he is having." I say as I point to my target. The bartender nodded, and was about to walk away. "Wait, get him a drink on me as well. Tell him its a thank you gift." He cocked his head to the side and then walked off.

After delivering my drink, the bartender delivered the other drink to Arthur. (That's Deanna husband's name.) He looked in my direction and then got up and sat down next to me. "I dont know what I did to warrant, a beautiful lady like yourself, to send me such a great gift. But I am definitely not complaining." I smiled at him and he bit his lip. "Tell me your name." Arthur said seductively or I guess thats what he is trying to be. "My name is Diana, and you are?"

He chuckles at me, then he stops. Realizing I really dont know who he is. (or so he thinks). "Oh, my apologizes, my name is Arthur Trent." I put my hand out in order to shake it, he complies. I release the handshake, and smile at him. "So can I be honest with you Arthur?" He nodded. "You look like shit. Are you okay?" He chuckles again, and shakes his head. "Ill be fine after a few more of these. Wanna join me?" I replied "If you dont mind me buying the drinks, then I would be happy to join you." I took out my phone and texted Thriller.

Y/N: Yo Thriller! I got him for the next 4 hours. You all have fun.

Thriller: Okey Dokey.

I put my phone away. I continued to distract her husband successfully with multiple drinks and dinner. After dinner, he told me, he needed to head home. We agreed to meet the same time tomorrow.

Time jump bought to you by the power Michael's yell during the scream video :-)

Thriller POV

Its been 5 days and everything is going according to plan. Y/N and Arthur have been meeting up for dinner and drinks. While they were busy, The Michaels and I were busy 'haunting' Deanna. Today is the day where we wrap it up and head out to fulfill OTW request.

We are currently in her home, she sleeping peacefully, for now. I poured cold ass water all over her face, causing her to jump up and fall out of bed. Once she collects herself, I got down in front of her, and grabbed her face. "You destroyed my chances with Brooke for no reason other than out of pure spite. Now, I am gonna do the same to you."

I stood up and vince handed me her phone, I called her husband. He picked up after 3 rings, "Deanna, what in the hell do you want?" he said aggressively. I smiled and answered "Deanna is busy at the moment, she is too busy deep throat-ing me. I just wanted you to know that this has been the best 5 days our life, thanks to your wife." I hung up. She looked mortified.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this to me? I never did anything to you." She cried and pleaded. "Do you think we are impersonators?" Demon said. She paused, and looked at us like if she is really looking at us for the first time. "How....thats impossible...your dead." She says lowly. I got in her face and smiled "Enjoy the rest of your life, Deanna. What little happiness you think you have is about to go up in smoke." I and the rest of Michaels leave her house and head over to pick up Y/N, so we can get out of here."

X was driving, when the radio announcer said  "We interrupt this BTS song, to bring you breaking news. We have received photos of none other than Mrs.Arthur Trent with multiple men, and not in a platonic sense. We have tried to contact Mr and Mrs. trent for a statement. We will keep you updated. Now back to Dynamite (by BTS)."

My jaw dropped, "Oh shit, this is gonna be bad." RTT said. Internally I was freaking out, if people caught pictures of us in her house terrorizing her, we could be in big ass trouble. We just arrived to Arthur running out of the restaurant, and Y/N calmly walking over to us. Her smile was so big, she sat in the passenger seat, and put on her GPS to the next destination.

"So did you have fun?" She asked. I nodded. "Do you feel better now?" She inquired. "I did so much. I do want to tell you, that someone may or may not have got pictures of us while we were at her house." She smiled wider, "I know. I had them take the pictures. Dont worry your appearances were altered." I groaned, "Why didnt you tell us, gving us all heart attacks and shit." She shrugged, "Cause I didnt want too." She turned back to the GPS and it spoke "Next Stop: Gary, Indiana."