You are a serial killer known from across the globe. And a part time assassin for only the most biggest payers.
She's the daughter of a Mafia boss. She hates her father with a passion, for two reasons. He's super sexist, and doesn't want her to tak...
"So what are you gonna do about Y/N?" Normani said coming in the room and leaning on the door frame.
"What do you mean?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Lauren it's been a week and you haven't apologized. Y/N has been nice enough to let you sleep in HER room that was HER'S first, and she goes on to sleep on the couch. It's incredibly awkward during dinner time and missions. On top of that Y/N and almond eyes has been getting on really well." Nas added on, walking past Normani and sitting on the bean bag chair Y/N bought yesterday.
"Yes I have noticed all this. And I can't necessarily say anything because I'd be stepping boundaries and once again. Y/N and I aren't official. And why do you assume that I have to apologize?" I asked, still playing dumb.
"You act like we weren't there when the whole argument went down. Y/N apologized and you're clearly in the wrong. You owe her an apology LoLo." Normani said with a very unamused faced.
I let out a sigh of defeat before falling backwards into the bed.
"I don't know what to do Mani. You know better than anyone I don't have the best experiences with apologies. I honestly wouldn't know what to say. And it's crushing me inside on how flirty and close Madison and Y/N are becoming. I just don't know how to apologize." I groaned.
"Well, Y/N is going out to do some killing in about an hour. You know her favorite food place and her favorite order, you know her favorite drinks and snacks, AND you know what her favorite movies are. When she comes back, give her a nice massage in the shoulders. Have the food and movie ready. Once the movie ends apologize, or you can apologize first then put on the movie. All up to you. And I suggest you order the food now because that girl can eat as much as 5 men." Nas explained before both of them exited to room.
Hmm, maybe that's not the worse Idea.
Y/N's POV:
"I truly don't give a fuck. I'm petty. Petty the platypus! Agent P! Don't tell me to take the high road there's traffic up there. Not gonna man up, some men need to be put in a cage and never be let out. She's in the wrong. Let her come to me and apologize. Now I'm gonna go and do my mission. Don't wait up." I said to Trevor, singing the Perry The Platypus theme song at one point. (I got those lines from a hilarious TikTok, not my OG idea)
He was trying to get me to talk with Lauren. It's been a week since our whole argument and she hasn't even given me one glance.
I highly doubt that she's gonna apologize any time soon so might as well not get your hopes up. I've learned that.
"I get that but really Y/N? Flirting if Madison right in front of her face." Trevor asked, looking at me with disappointment.
"Wait wait wait. Who the fuck is flirting with Madison? Me and Madison are just friends. She had a flirty personality and I just give into that. Plus Madison is 100% straight. Me and her are just friends. After all when I was busted up she took care of me the most. Of course we're gonna be closer than the rest of the group. Is that what everyone thinks?" I asked, completely confused.
"Well yeah." Kehlani added as she walked into the basement.
I took the basement in as a place to store my gear, to train, and just my safe space. Overall it's a place for me to prep, physically, mentally, and emotionally.
"Welp. Not much I can do. I'll talk it out with Lauren and show her it's not what it seems like, when or if she apologizes." I deadpanned, putting my gloves on.
"Fine. If that's what you really want. What are you gonna even do? You don't usually gear up so much for a simple random kill. You're hunting for someone. Mind telling us who?" Kehlani asked.
"Ya know what? I do mind. Don't worry I'll send out an SOS if I need help. But I'm pretty sure I got this. Don't worry too much. This should be easy." I said putting on my mask.
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I usually don't like my eyes being visible. But when it comes to these bastards I wanna make sure my different colored eyes are the last things they see.
Man. I can't believe this mask still fits. And the blood.... mmm.... I can smell their fear through it. With one whiff I remember the best day of my life. So satisfying. This is the mask I wore when I got my first two kills. I'm planning to wear it when I end their whole bloodline.
"I'll be back. Once again. Don't wait up." I said, making my way out of the basement.
I went out the back door so no one would question me on the way out.
"Let's see if these shit work." I mumbled to myself while examining my new gloves.
Willow just made these gloves for me. They're like grappling hooks but smaller. The string is pretty much invincible. We tested it out on hella objects and the only thing that was able to make a dent was a laser.
I went around and practiced with it a couple days ago and the shit felt like I was Spider-Man.
I aimed my wrists at the edge of the roof before clutching my finger tips against my palm.
Two strings with a hook on the end shot up to the roof before gripping on the stone tightly.
I couldn't necessarily swing up there since I was so close so I just ran up the wall, making sure to not stop clutching my palm.
Once I reached the roof I released and the strings went back into the glove.
Our new house was surrounded by forest, so it's about 6 miles until I get into the city.
I have been doing research and been interrogating a lot of people. The entire Daniels Family is in Miami for some reunion.
The actual reunion doesn't actually start until a couple days from now. My plan is to kill the man that raped me and his wife, thankfully his two children are already dead. Then, Wanda and Orion Daniels, this married couple was aware of what my foster family was doing to me and they encouraged it. I'm planning on killing their teenage twins too. Both of them are known for causing Black, Hispanic, Muslim, and Asian kids in their schools to either killing themselves, their family kicking them out, getting beat to the point they had to get hospitalized, or going to jail for some lie they came up with. Of course the court had no evidence, but of course they'd take two white kids crying with excellent grades and an amazing social status words over actually trying to give these kids actual justice. Their bullying and lies has ruined many innocent kids lives, they're in their senior year of high school and they've been doing this shit since the 8th grade. I don't give a fuck if they're still minors they're going to die.
I don't want the family to figure out that there is someone killing their bloodline so I'm gonna make sure to hide the bodies this time and make it seem like they just simply weren't home.
I aimed my wrists at the nearest trees and began my journey out of the forest.
(Hehe, Sorry for such a long wait for an Update even though it's only been like a week. Life is really annoying plus I've been struggling with Major writers block. I hope y'all enjoyed the chapter tho❤️)
