Part 2 yaya

5 2 0
                                    

Reedian smut yaya

I sit inside my black, window tinted, corvette, hearing the seat sigh as I stuck my keys inside the ignition, hearing the hum of the car as it started.

I watched as Reed got in beside me. I smile at them, looking into the backseat to make sure everything's set.

I grab the shifting knob, looking back to reverse out of the drive way.

Once I was settled on the road, I turned the volume up a little. "Push me up against the wall, young Kentucky girl with a push up bra.."

I turn it up more, flipping my goggles down and continuing to drive through the sunset.

>>>

I arrived at my location.

Jerking the wheel, I pull my car into a dark alley beside a gas station.

I watch as Reed grabbed their TV mask, lifting it off their face.

My face turns red instantly, I look into the backseat to hide it, double checking with everything we have.

I look back, Reed now has their ski mask on.

I lift my mask down over my face, "You ready?" I ask, grabbing the door handle.

"Let's do this." They reply, grabbing the other door handle.

I wink at them, getting out of the car quietly, Reed following me after.

I open the back car door, grabbing a knife and sticking it inside my belt. I grab a gun right after, watching Reed grab one too.

I grab their hand, leading them to the bank entrance.

>>>

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" I yell, sticking my gun in the air and firing.

I watch as the receptionist and a few people in the waiting room get onto their knees, shaking and screaming.

I run from the entrance, kicking down a door labeled "Employees only."

I point my gun at the workers sorting money.

"On the ground now." I point my gun  at a man still standing.

All of a sudden, a loud bang is heard from the other room, causing the man to fall to his knees.

"Good," I say. "Now I'm going to take this money, none of you are gonna try to stop me, right?" I point my gun at one of them.

He flinches, nodding his head quickly.

I put my gun down slightly, taking a duffel bag and filling it up with cash.

I quickly swing the bag into my back, picking up my gun and pointing it at them.

"None of you get up, unless you don't want to see your families ever again." I whisper to them.

I walk backwards out of the room, shutting the door and putting a chair underneath the door knob.

I grumble to myself, walking swiftly back to the main room.

I glance around the room, seeing two dead men on the floor.

I then see Reed taking money into another bag, the receptionist behind them trying to reach a phone.

I quickly walk over, kicking her to the ground with my foot on her back.

I rest the barrel of my gun onto the back of her head.

"I wouldn't do that." I say, pushing my foot on her, making her hit the ground.

Trigger of LoveWhere stories live. Discover now