Can women kill?

Grey eyes

{Face of an angle, Mind of a killer}

Being a woman in a men's world is tough, you have to be prepared for anything, you have to be tough and heartless if you want to survive alone. You can't count on anyone you have to be independent and not care about no one cause no one will care about you at the end of the day. 

The only way to survive is to Make your own money, be tough, stay strong, don't look weak and most importantly you have to trust no one.

Don't do anything off of emotions. Don't make decisions based on anger, happiness and sadness, think it through if it's an important decision. I learn that the hard way. Right now I'm not doing a great decision though, cause I'm at a club with my best friend and I am currently dancing with a man. I have no clue how I got here, the last thing I remember was Yami, my best friend, giving me a very weird looking drink. That wasn't one of my best decisions.

I stopped dancing and tried to find Yami. Her real name is Katharina but everyone calls her Yami cause it means darkness and she literally is darkness, she's mean, she can kill you if she wants to and no one will ever know. That is why we are best friends, she's somewhat like me.

I found her kissing some girl with bleach blond hair and a very tight red dress. "YAMI" I had to yell over the music, "What" she yelled as the girl started to kiss her neck "Let's go back home now," I told her cause I didn't want to be here no more "You have to leave with someone, go find a guy and hook up with him" she demanded grabbing the blond's hand and took her somewhere. 

But I don't want to, I have work to do and no one is going to do them for me, so I decided to just go home myself, cause like I said don't count on anyone. So as I turned around to go out my eyes caught a very handsome man that had entered. He was a very well built man with stormy grey eyes and was wearing dress pants and a white button-up, the fabric of the shirt stuck to his defined physique you could almost see the tattoos he had.

He looks like he means trouble, I mean he caught my eye so yep, he's trouble. He looks kind of familiar but I just can't seem to remember where I have seen him. I decided to keep an eye on him, I ordered a drink and stayed by the bar observing him. He sat at the VIP lounge. Of course, the VIP, he even looks like he's made of money. Women are throwing themselves at him and his friends that looked just as hot but he looks better.

One even tried giving him a lap dance but he just threw her off of him. Suddenly his stormy grey eyes met my green ones. I wore contests so no one can realise it's me and I had a very realistic blond wig, so it hid my black locks. I broke eye contact immediately and looked ahead. But it was too late cause when I looked back he was gone, I looked at the other side and saw him in front of me "So you like what you see?" he asked ordering a drink. I stayed silent and tried to leave but he grabbed my wrist.

"Where are you going princess?" he asked, his grip on my wrist was surprisingly gentle, unlike some men. I sat back on the stool "Tell me what's your name princess?" he asked sipping his drink "It's Niomi" I told him, I wasn't going to tell him my real name, of course, that would be dumb of me. "What's yours handsome?" I asked playing his game. He chuckled "It's Chris". Chris, really he could have chosen another name, there is no way his mother named him Chris, he doesn't look like a Chris.

"Are you here alone?" he asked sitting next to me "No I came with my friend but she's with some girl" I replied sounding just a tad girly so he would think I'm innocent. He nodded and as he moved I could see a 9-millimetre gun in his waistband and the jacket he was wearing covering it but I could only see a glimpse of it. As he was about to say something else I interrupted him "I have to go, my friend is waiting for me," I said trying not to let him know that I saw his gun "Really, where is she?" he asked with a smirk "Just there" I pointed at nowhere but as he looked around I was already gone, as I was about to leave I saw him trying to search for me.

I wasn't affected by his gun cause I had one in my bag. But I had promised myself not to get involved with people like him for the sake of my daughter. My daughter Lily is only 3 years old and I love her with all my heart, her dad is a very bad person and I try not to remind her of him, and cause I don't want to remember him myself. He used to beat me and abuse me so I finally escaped.

I arrived at the building where I live, I own this building but I live in it, cause I can. I went to Lily's bedroom as I paid the babysitter. She was fast asleep with her long black locks all over the bed, she looks more like me than her father, the only thing she has of him was his blood, other than that all me, her eyes are a darker shade of blue than my icy blu ones, and her hair was longer but the same colour, hers was lighter in the sun though.

I went to my room and took off the itchy wig and then the contents. I stripped out of my dress and went to take a shower to maybe forget about the grey-eyed man. But all thoughts led to him. I'm never going to see him again so why the fuck am I thinking so much about this dude that probably only wanted to get in my pants like every other guy at that club that talked to me.

He seemed different though, I don't know what it was. 

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~Devilskiss