NADIA POVmy mr noodles rotate in the microwave and I listen to the hum of it. Im pulling each bobby pin out of my hair and these motherfucker are so difficult. Im in my tshirt and underwear and I just got out of the shower
Had to wash the creep off of me
The smell of chicken broth noodles fills my apartment and I hear it beep. I go out to the kitchen and my stomach is grumbling so much. I get it out and set it in a bowl.
My phone goes off saying I need to pick up my amazon package soon. Ugh. I put on my slippers and scurry down to the locker. I dont care im not wearing shorts, this shirt is long enough that i could be wearing shorts underneath.
I put the code into the amazon library and a slot pops open revealing my box. Portable heater here I come.
I go back into my building and ride the elevator up to the 8th floor. I get off walking up to my door and Im just happy I didnt run into my pervy landlord. I close all the windows and plug in my little heater. In ten seconds I can already feel the warm air emminating from the tiny machine.
My hairs on the back of my neck stand up and somethings not right. I turn around and now im on guard. I quietly tip toe over to my front table and grab the handgun I have stored in there for emergencies. I check the reflection of my balcony door and Idont see anyone in the kitchen. My heart is pounding in my chest. Ive had a busy enough day.
A hand goes over my mouth and Im thrown against the wall, my gun is taken from my hands and my arms are held behind my back. I breathe rapidly in fear.
My back is to the front of the perportrator and im completely helpless
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Devons pov
Still fucking cold. God damn I hate canadian weather. I swing my foot over the balcony and I land on the concrete of unit 814s balcony.
I crouch as I walk over to the door. Its closed but the window beside it is open enough for me to reach my hand in and unlock it. I open in quietly and I realize shes not in the apartment. She has hot food on the table so shell be back soon. I take a hididng spot in the kitchen pantry.
I hear her come back in and i think shes doing a security sweep of the place. Smart girl. Still stupid, but shes got the right idea. She closes and locks all the windows along with the doors and then i hear what sounds like a box opening?
Then I hear a faint hum of a machine and her happy squeal
"Warm home here I come"
the dunce got a space heater. I mentally face palm and I realize now is my chance. I slowly creep out and up behind her.
I de arm her of her weapon and pull her arms behind her back while my other arm goes over her mouth. She tries to scream but its muffled by my hand. She is breathing furiously and It ticks something deep in me knowing shes terrified. I smirk and move my mouth behind her ear letting my breath fan the shell of it. Her hair strands are covering it and I kiss it lightly. She whimpers into my hand and I feel myself grow wet at the sound of her whines.
"what was that stunt you pulled today?"
I spin her and take my hand off of her mouth so I can use both my arms to pin her to the wall. I do and when she sees me she looks up to me looking over my face for an explanation.
Shes a tiny thing. So easy to break. Thats part of why shes good at what she does. Nobody suspects a tiny 5'2 brunette to be an assasin.
"Are you going to make me repeat myself"
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