Half-Truths [hs, mc, zm, nh, lt +]

Chapter Three

Emma's Pov

Wait is today Saturday? No way today's Saturday. for like the past month Harry and Louis have been planning like this huge gala thing? They do it every year, everyone dresses up and drinks while Haz and Lou make business deals, trade weapons, drugs, money.  You know that mafia stuff. i don't do much of the business side of things either me or t would just get a call from Harry or Louis they tell us who to kill-

"Mae? A little help here?" Trish says while bringing me out of my muse.

"Uh yeah sorry. What do you need?" i ask.

"lift him up into the barrel?" she says with a bit of annoyance in her voice. i know she wants to get this over with so she can start getting ready. i walk over to where Trish is with Conner i lift him up from under his arms while Trish grabs his legs. Im so glad we used the chloroform today, This is so much easier when the persons knocked out cold.

"You okay?" Trish asks randomly with a bit of worry in her voice.

"Fine, why?" i ask a bit confused why she asked.

"Don't know. Haven't asked in a while." she replies. I look at her and smile, the fact she thinks to ask me makes me happy. i don't know, the feeling of being thought of i guess.

"Ready?" i ask with so much excitement in my voice.

"Uh yeah!" Trish replies, i look at her start counting.

"1. 2. and 3" on three we both lift Conner up and into the barrel full of piping hot acid component. we watch as his body slowly lowers farther into the barrel as his body disintegrates, i watch as Trish pulls the neck of her shirt over her nose to shield her senses from the smell. I did the same shortly after. the smell is horrendous.

"You got the lid?" Trish asks me while looking around the room for the lid to the barrel.

"Uh i think i saw it by the chair." i walk over to the chair Conner was sitting in and grab the lid and walk back to place the lid on the barrel.

"Highlight of my day right there." Trish says while watching me put the lid on. i look at her and laugh a bit about how happy she looks over the fact we just dumped some dude i don't know in acid.

"Where'd you find this dude anyway?"  i ask while still laughing.

"I'll tell you on the way to my room so we can get ready, what time is it?" she asks i pull out my phone and read 7:12pm

"it's 7:10 we have like less then an hour to get ready." i say while we both walk out of the now quiet room.

The second Trish closes the door behind her all we can hear is a muffled beat we look at each other in confusion we continue walking into the kitchen only to hear 'hung up' by Madonna blaring from the built in speakers. I look around and see nobody untill we keep walking to see Harry and Louis sorting bullets and loading them into guns at the dinning room table.

"Mae!" i hear Harry yell from the other side of the kitchen, they've been calling me Mae since i could remember i have no idea why but i love it.

"Yep?" i say walking over to the table their sitting at.

"New shipment, wanna check em out?" Harry asks while loading bullets into the gun in his hand. "Fuck yeah! what do we got- no way!" i scream i'm excitement when i see Harry push a Beretta 92 semi-automatic pistol in front of me. he knows i love this gun.

" Yep." Harry says with a smile on his face knowing how happy it makes me to hold one of these.

"Uh can i?" i ask timidly not knowing if they would be okay if i had one.

"It's all yours." Louis says while handing me the ammo for the gun.

"Can i test it?" Trish asks from behind me.

"Yep. I swear to god if you shoot me again!" i warn.

When we were 13 we started learning how to shoot. For some reason her safety didn't work properly and she accidentally shot me in the shoulder, i know it was an accident but i'll never stop teasing her about it.

"Maeeee! you know it was an accident i didn't know the safety wasn't on i said i'm sorry countless times!" she try's defending herself.

"Chill mate, take the gun." I check to make sure the safety's on and hand her my new gun  she takes it and immediately points it right at my shoulder where the scar is from when she shot me and smiles. I don't flinch i stand and smile back at her. I know she's messing around. I slowly walk up to her while still smiling and stand right in front of her and push my shoulder into the barrel of the gun. then move quickly to take the gun out of her grasp and flip it towards her then de-cocking the weapon and pushing the button to let the magazine fall out and into my opposite hand.

"Can we go get ready now?" i ask with a bit of sass in my voice because i know i shocked everyone by doing that. I can hear Harry and Louis laugh beside me.

"Uh yeah. Probably a good idea." we both go upstairs and start getting ready once i get to Trish's room i go right to her closet where i know i put my dress the other day when i was here. once i find it i take it out and lay it on her bed i continue looking for the other stuff i brought and put in her closet. once i find the bag i pull it out and open it. In it contains a leg gun holster and my underwear i put my underwear on which is just a black lace set and then put on the holster then i grab my dress which is a black silk dress with a deep cut back and a slit down the leg from my thigh. once i have my dress on i walk into Trish's bathroom to see her in her dress which is almost the same as mine but it's red. she's applying her makeup and i start applying mine i do a winged liner with mascara and a dark matte lip.

I'm missing something... Shit where are my shoes? I go back to the closet and grab my shoes which are platform black boots. I hate rushing but i can already hear people downstairs arriving. i walk back into the bathroom.

"Almost done?" i ask with a rushed tone.

"Yeah im done. You good?"  she asks while rubbing her lips together to spread her lipstick

"Yeah, one last thing." i grab my M9 and a cloth and wipe it of it's blood then stick it into my boot.

"Alright i'm good. Lets go down."

We both walk out out of her room and start walking down the stairs a couple people turn to look at us but nobody else really notices us until we get down to the floor and we start walking by people. Then like the gross old men they are. They stare. I'm really not in the mood to acknowledge them. So i grab Trish's arm and we walk past everyone until we get to the kitchen i know that's exactly where the real fun will be so i'm just drying to get there. we walk into the kitchen and the music gets progressively louder and then i see the bar and the blocks of coke on the tables.

"This is literally my dream." i yell over the loud music Trish looks at me and smiles i walk right up to the bottle of tequila and i don't even grab a glass i just pour some into my mouth and then slightly nudge the bottle towards Trish to see if she wants any she shakes her head yes so i continue to pour some in her mouth while she tips her head back. Then i pull Trish over to the table with the coke on it, i scoop some out with my army tag chain and then line it up using the tag i then lean down and snort up the line on the table. Then i make a line for Trish and let her go.

"Hear that?" Trish yells over the music.

"No? What do you mean?" i yell back.

"I think it was the doorbell?" she yells and looks at me confused i send her a confused look back and i walk towards the front doors once i open the door my confused face turns into a huge smile when i see who's at the door.