voleur [h.s]

11

Note// the photos are just an example of what everything looks like and the aesthetic for the next few chapter just to give you and idea!

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Good and Evil
Are a question of
Perspective

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I've been back in the hotel room for about two hours now just trying to fall asleep but at this point I thinks that's impossible. I went to the concert tonight and I just couldn't bring myself to enjoy it. All day my thoughts have been about what happen yesterday. Getting kidnapped, told I'm in the mafia, going to a whole underground city basically. I cant get my head around it.

I throw my legs over the side of my bed and walk toward the door. Maybe I should just go to the rooftop and clear my head.

Just as I'm about to open the door, there's a knock. Great, I'm going to be kidnapped all over again. I throw the door open and see what I'm least expecting.

"Hey again pretty" Wesson says as he walks past me and places two large boxes in the middle of the room.

"What are you doing and what's all that?" I ask as I close the door and go sit next to him on the end of the bed.

"Why don't you find out" he says before pulling out his phone and laying back on the bed.

I crouch down next to one of the plain brown boxes and open it up. I let out a gasp as I see a box full of bedazzled knifes, daggers and a sword.

"W-what is all this" I say turning around to look at Wesson who is still laying on the bed on his phone not giving two fucks.

"Your weapons, open the other box" his eyes not leaving his phone screen once.

I sigh and drag the other box over. It's not as big and a lot lighter the the other. I open it up to see a bunch of black clothing folded neatly. I pull one out to see a black skivvy. I pull another out and hold it up to see it's a pair of black cargo pants. I keep going thought the box and find a bag of chains and belts.

"Ok well now that you got all that I'll be off" I hear Wesson say from behind me.

"You going? When will I next see you?" I ask, a tint of sadness in my words.

"Don't worry we'll see each other soon" he says as he walks to the door. "Cya later gummy bear" And with that he's gone.

Gummy bear. Well excuse me.

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Knock, knock, knock.

"Urghh, who is it" I groan as I roll over in my bed with my face now I'm between my pillows.

"It's Iris open up sleepy head" she laughs from the other side of the door.

I groan again before forcing myself up to open the door. I dont even look at what the time is or what i looks like but just as I'm about to open the door I remember something. The boxes.

"Hey can you give me 10 minutes and I'll meet you in the restaurant for breakfast?" I suggest not wanting her to see the boxes.