silent love, daisy johnson

i. dude did you just break my door?

CHAPTER ONE - DUDE DID YOU JUST BREAK MY DOOR?

loud music blared into the brunettes ears as she walked the streets of brooklyn.
the smell of beans and chicken spilling from the apartments from above.

violeta ran her fingers on her long wavey hair.
she greeted the bodega owner, grabbing her chips and drink from the back, running a hand through a random cats fur and walking up to the owner - oscar - with a smile.

"como estas mi vida?" oscar asks, scanning her food.
violeta could see the sweat running down the dark mans face from being in the kitchen. ( how are you my love? )

"bien, lo mismo de ayer? porfa" violeta turned to her phone as the man went to make her sandwich. ( good, the same thing as yesterday? please. )

be here in 10

the text said, it was from an unknown number but she knew who it was.

she taking her sandwich and paid, "gracias papi, té veo mañana" ( thank you, i'll see you tomorrow )

eating on the way to the location and getting there. it's a broken down house in a bad street. there was trash all over the lawn. violeta figured this is a place for business, not somewhere to call home.
there's two muscle men with a bag in their hand at the front of the door, they both had tattoo sleeves and one was bald.

violetas appearance didn't attract too much attention. she stays low, stays to herself, only people who know her are the shop owners she sees regularly for food or essentials.
the brunette loved where she lived. it definitely wasn't the best, but it just felt like home. this was how she was supposed to grow up.
running around with a bunch of kids, playing around in the streets with some random ass dog that somehow everybody on the block knows.
but no, she had to live terrified everyday.
atleast she wasn't terrified anymore.

the man full of tattoos stepped up to her and handed the bag to her.
violeta grabbed the bad and looked in it. money; from her last job.

"boss too busy to meet up?" violeta said to the two men.

they nod, violeta took that as a sign to leave.
"see ya later thing one and thing two"

violeta walked back to her dingy apartment.
dropping the bag on the table and shrugging off her jacket, she laid down on her couch and started to doze off till a hard knock was heard throughout her apartment.

looking through the peep hole, she saw two people.
internally groaning she spoke up, "whoever you're looking for is not here"

"i think she is" a deep voice said

rolling her eyes she said, "uh no, she's not here"

when she finished her sentence, she heard the hinges of the doors break and the door falling flat on her floor.

"dude did you just break my door?" violeta said.

the girl examined a tall dark buff man, and a twenty year old something women.

"oh looki here, just who we were looking for" the girl said sarcastically stepping in the apartment.

violetas brows furrowed as the girl tried to grab her arms. violeta camouflaged, then shoving her elbow into the girls chest. before she could run out, the girl moved her hands up and pushed her to the side of the wall, destroying it it a bit.

from the lack of energy, violeta turned visible to the two agents. she laid where she was laughing a little, cut lip and eyebrow, and probably a broken arm.

the same girl then walked towards her and cuffed violeta.
"atleast tell me your name being you cuff me up. kinky by the way"

the girl rolled her eyes but helped violeta walk out the complex. violeta went unconscious after that, much to the delight of the other girl.

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