Y/N POV
I hate this.
Why do I have to wake up for this shitty ass job that doesn't give a fuck about me anyway and you might be wondering what my Job is? I'm a clothes designer and I'm a stylist, so everyone I have made contact with has treated me shitty for no reason.
I open my eyes only to immediately to shut them from the sun that is BEAMING THROUGH THE FUCKING WINDOW. My eyes finally adjusted to the goddamn lighting. I turn over so my face is in the pillow. I hear my phone ring I reach my hand out to grab it without looking. My hand navigated over the nightstand and I finally found it.
I looked at my phone to see who was calling me. My boss. I answer the phone "hello" I said sitting up in my bed facing the window "y/n where the fuck are you, you were supposed to be here 5 minutes ago" she said and I gave her the stank face through the phone and turned around in my bed and that's when I saw something in the corner of my eye I looked at what it was. It was an at least 5'6 figure and I froze wide eyed yes i know thats not that tall but still why is there a random ass person in my fucking house, "y/n? Hello? Are you there? You know what I'm not up for you're bullshit you're fired" my boss said, my ears perked up at the sound of that "WAIT NONONONONO-" I said
frantically.....she hung up in my face "FUCK" I yell.
I look back at the figure, The figure was started walking over to me slowly and they reached behind them and pull out a gun. They pointed it at me. I scoot back from them, so now I'm the left side of the bed and their on the side I was on previously.
They get on the bed and get closer to me and crouch down in front of me, ok this might sound weird but they eyes hella mesmerizing but they were wearing a ski mask so I couldn't see the full face. (well no shit it's a killer in front of you🤨)
They bring the gun up to my mouth and say with a raspy voice "open." I open my mouth a little. They cocked it the gun saying "wider." with a more stern tone and I obey because again I'm Scared. As. Shit.
They put the gun in my mouth and push it damn near down my throat making me gag...um now I'm a little turned on, they take the gun out my mouth I feel my cheeks get hot. I DID NOT look at them from that point because I felt very embarrassed.
1. why does the first encounter have to be sexual?
2.it's early as fuck in the morning so why is this happening?
They get off the bed and they put the gun on the nightstand they reach over to my legs and pull me towards them, my legs instinctively wrapped around their waist and they just hovered above me. They took off the ski mask and BITCH WAS THEY FOINE but the face was familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it at the moment because I was too star struck to think....then it clicked. "Oh shit" I say, "what?" They say sound kind of sounding concerned "you're Kehlani the serial killer that's been going around in this neighborhood" I say in shock. "Damnit" they say getting up, grabbing their gun and pointing it at me once again "AYE AYE AYE AYE AYE HOL ON NAH" i yell standing up on the bed holding my hands up for defense trying not to die.
"I didn't say I was gone snitch on you, I ain't that type of person." I say in calmer voice than previously dropping down to my knees. "ok? You still know who I am and you could just be saying that to not get killed." they say with disappointment laced in their voice. "kehlani look I may know who you are but i don't like that type of shit, you in my house what happens here stays here I promi-" I get interrupted by the door bell. "who the fuck- stay here ok." I say about to walk out the door "it's not like I'm gonna go anywhere anyway." they say rolling their eyes. "well no shit you're a fuckin criminal." I say with a scoff. "then what was the goddamn poi-" the door bell rang again "you should probably go get that" they said with a 😐 face. "ok I'll be right back." I go to the front door, I open the door and see my girlfriend that's when my heart dropped to my asshole "hey... why do look like you saw a ghost" Billie said with a chuckle she walked past me to walk to the kitchen, I closed the door panicking silently inside.
