Psycopath

"I don't want my anymore, I want. Do you know who I want?" Charlotte whispered to Mila and Mila shook her head. "It's a top secret don't tell anyone about it, promise you won't tell anyone." Charlotte conditioned Mila, her brown eyes sparkling. Mila wondered what this valuable secret was that Charlotte was asking to keep a secret, "I promise to not tell anyone about it." Mila promised. "Pinky swear?" Charlotte said sticking out her little pinky "pinky swear." Mila replied intertwining her fingers with Charlotte's.

"These...create p..person I want is Ch...ris. Bro...wn, I want him not mummy. I like him so so much but he is so cold to me." Charlotte complained in a sloppy tone, sulking. Mila was stunned by Charlotte's words, Chris Brown was the Major general of the military how could Charlotte think of liking someone as cold as that man? She was unfortunate to go on a mission with him one time, at that time he had made their lives living hell. She shivered at Charlotte's words "you can't possibly like a mean person like Chris, he doesn't have time for relationship and love." She ( Mila ) Voiced out unable to hold herself.

"Ba! Ba!! Ba!!! Mila is mean she doesn't like him too, she is saying the same thing Abel said." Charlotte complained in anger, even in her drunken state. She stood up on her feet and picked up pillows to throw at Mila, Mila hurriedly stood up from the ground running away from Charlotte to avoid being beaten by the kitten cat. They both continued playing tag for a few more minutes, Charlotte going at Mila and Mila running trying to escape. Mila's lips tilted into a smile, it has been a while since she had so much fun like this.

After running around and playing for about 10 minutes straight, Charlotte slumped on the couch breathing heavily from all the running "I am tired, I will beat you up tomorrow, but for now, let me want to sleep." Charlotte whispered out to Mila who was also patting heavily on the ground, immediately she slept off without a care or worry in the world. "What a lazy bum she is, she couldn't even walk back to her room. Ah! I can't take her there myself." Mila mumbled as she gazed at Charlotte, "Daisy take her to her room, make sure she sleeps comfortably. Also, take off her clothes." She whispered to Daisy before standing up to walk to her room.

Daisy hummed at her master's request and did as she was told, she picked up Charlotte, moving her to her bedroom. She laid Charlotte on the bed wiping off her makeup and taking off her clothes, as gently as she could. She ( Daisy the AI ) wasn't a physical person which limited what she could do. Mila slumped onto the bed as she started up at the ceiling, she recalled what had happened at the Diner making her eyes hardened with devious plans and thoughts swinging within.

~~~~~ 7:30 am~~~~~

The Following Morning.

Mila walked out of her room pulling her hair into a bun, she put her hair into the elastic band in her hands. She walked leisurely swinging from side to side, she was visibly happy this morning anyone who saw her would know she is. Mila smiled as she walked into the kitchen with her hands in her jeans pockets, she put on the cooker to prepare a simple omelet and bread for breakfast. "Ah! This is so frustrating I feel like my head was hit with a rock." Charlotte exclaimed in a loud tone as she walked into the Kitchen.

Charlotte placed her hands on her hair messing it up to relieve herself from the headache she was currently experiencing, "no one forced you to get drunk, you voluntarily got drunk on your own accord.." Mila replied a smile on her lips without turning her attention to Charlotte. "That's unfair, you bought those drinks for me without me asking and we were busy celebrating your promotion. Do you have to be so mean? " Charlotte complained glaring at Mila. "I am not being mean Charlotte, I am just happy today," Mila remarked turning off the cooker.

Mila placed some omelet and pancake on Charlotte's plate and handed it over to her, pushing her aside as she walked out of the kitchen with her food in her hands. "You are happy? The infamous stone face General is happy?" Charlotte gasped out in surprise at Mila's words, gazing at her with a suspicious glare. Picking up her plate of food she too walked out of the kitchen, Mila nodded to affirm Charlotte's suspicions. "Who is in trouble now, did you manage to kill someone or torture someone?" Charlotte asked sitting adjacent to Mila at the dining table.

Mila released a slight smirk on her lips with malicious thoughts swirling in her eyes, a satisfied expression glowing on her face. "What did you do? Don't tell me you manage to murder somebody in one night? You know we are not supposed to kill civilians or you will get punished." Charlotte mumbled when Mila refused to give her a satisfying reply. "No I didn't kill a civilian, I would never kill anyone. I just did something worst than that but less harmful to a civilian." Mila muttered her lips curving up into a smirk, which sent a shiver down their spine of Charlotte.

"You did what now? Who is your victim this time around? I'm sure that person is unlucky." Charlotte remarked sighing in relief that Mila had not killed anyone. "Remember the scumbag who disrespected me yesterday at the Diner?" Mila asked with raised brows stabbing her pancake with the fork in her hands, "yes, what did you do to him." Charlotte asked nodding her head. "I sent him back his watch," Mila responded putting her pancake into her lips. "And?" Charlotte asked with narrowed eyes. "I also sent him a doll," Mila answered with an innocent smile.

"And?" Charlotte asked again, she was sure Mila didn't just send him a doll and his watch. She knew Mila too well to believe she just sent him those.