You know what they say about flowers? The pretty ones die first.
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aster's pov
next day
"Lipgloss: check. Makeup: check. Gun: Check." i cross off my mental to do list while looking at myself in the mirror.
"Remind me again? Why the fuck do i have to be here?" I looked to my right, in the passenger seat sat Ashtray.
"Because i need protection in case shit goes sideways, Fezco can't know about this that's why he didn't get the invite."
He just gave me a few blank stares.
"You probably don't give a fuck about what i have to say but listen to this when i say it." i turned towards him and gave him a small smile. "You are a fucking genius with so much potential in this world. Not only that but you're kind of scary and i don't think you fully recognized the power you hold yet." i mentioned which made him laugh.
"With that being said...." i turn the car off and looked out the window. "If i scream or text you the signal, get the gun. I think you of all people will have my back."
He just stared at me with so much confusion in his face. "DisAster what fuck are you planning on doing?"
"Fez told you to stop calling me that!" i crossed my arms at him.
"Well Fez isn't here now is he?" he crossed his arms.
"I'll tell him." i narrowed my eyes at him.
"Okay and i'll tell him to meet up with us for this plan." he pulled out his phone. He was bluffing.
"No! Then he'll just yell at me and tell me not to help him. I don't know why boys love to have egos and refuse help from anyone." i rolled my eyes at him. "Promise me when you get a girlfriend you'll let her help you when shit hits the fan."
"Can you just tell me what's going on?" he groaned in annoyance while sitting back in his seat.
"I don't really like talking about them but i guess it's relevant right now." i shrugged. "My dad is loaded with cash, i don't know what he does but it's something important in the medical field. My mom... she has a lot of expensive stuff because she's a materialistic bitch."
"So you're going to rob your own house to make back the money? You do realize we need a lot of money right?"
"And we'll get that money!" i unbuckle my seatbelt.
"Okay why do we need the gun? Let's say you come out the house screaming.... what the fuck do you want me to do? Shoot daddy in the leg?" He questioned with so much sarcasm in his voice. It was honestly unappreciated at this moment.
