There's a knock at the door, it's literally 3am, what? Fuck I'm tired. I open the door and see a tall blonde woman with green eyes. Her hair is in a ponytail and she looks like she's 20.
"Hello, sorry to disturb you." she says calmly.
"Mm, it's fine, anything I can help you with?" I ask.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Azula and I am a manager of this hotel." she answers.
"I'm Liza." I state.
"So let me get to the point, I am fully aware of who you and the young man behind you is." Azula suddenly says. "Harry Carsson, age 19 and an arsonist, Liza Mills, age 18 and on the run from landing in jail."
She doesn't look she wants to harm us but why come here at 3am? There better be a good reason because I'm so fucking tired. How the hell does this lady talk so calmly when we aren't talking about the weather?
"I happen to be part of a 'gang'." she states.
"Huh?" my tiredness vanishes.
"What do you mean?" Harry asks while I feel him behind me.
"A gang or whatever you call, we're lacking members at the moment." Azula explains. "Well, we've kept an eye on you two so you'd be perfect additions."
I feel like I'm in a book right now, this isn't normal. What confidence do you have to go up two people in a hotel knowing they are on the run and then telling them you're in a gang hinting that you want them to join because damn I could use that.
"Wait, what do you guys even do?" I ask.
"Make money." Azula shrugs.
"How?" Harry questions.
"Hm, we sell guns and drugs in exchange for cash and info and do other typical things you read in books about mafias or whatever." she answers casually. "I can talk about it here as we own this entire hotel."
"Info?" I ask.
"Well, the government has been going absolutely insane on us because we know some of their dirty secrets." Azula answers.
How is she talking so casually? Wouldn't you like be pulled into some alleyway and then have serious talk instead of talking so casually in an open place at 3am? My confusion is immeasurable and my night is weird.
Harry looks a bit skeptical but he looks like he's willing to listen to what this lady has to say. My brain can't really process this with so many questions in my head.
"And the fire you caused saved our asses so we would like for you to join is." Azula finally says.
"Give us one week to think about it." Harry replies.
"Alright, have a good night." Azula says and then leaves. "We'll discuss this in a few days, there will be benefits of taking the offer."
Well, that was weird.
So we have a possibility of joining a gang now. I lean back a little but I forgot that Harry is right behind me so I stand up straight again. I'm not doing this again and fuck i'm exhausted but sleep won't be coming.
What a weird day. I'm gonna try to go to sleep, Mr Demon has already gone to his bed. A yawn comes out of me, guess sleep decides to be at my side now. I go lay down at my bed and fall asleep instantly because why not?
*Flashback time to when Liza was 14*
"Hey babe!" my boyfriend looks at me with a big smile. Weird, normally he ignores me and never really smiles. Did anything good happen or am I missing something and why is he calling me babe?
"Hey, anything good happened?" I ask.
"Nope, just a good mood!" he answers, this doesn't feel right.
"Ok." I smile.
Why do I feel like there's something wrong here? It's just paranoia, maybe he really is in a good mood.
"Sooo, did you hear Cassandra lost her virginty with the the man whore?" he suddenly asks.
"Yeah, she said he was good." I answer.
"As if, bet I'm better!" he responds.
"What makes you say that?" I ask, something is really wrong.
"Come find out." he smiles in the scariest way.
Don't tell me...
I suddenly wake up, why did I have to dream about my ex? Hell, I moved on from him a long time ago. He just dated me so he could fuck me and then brag about it but that was a long time ago.
I hear the shower running, atleast I'm in the hotel and hearing the shower is somewhat comforting. It's strange though, how come I'm not bothered by getting kissed by Mr Demon when we aren't dating? I should be, it wasn't my first one and yet it just has my brain screaming for more.
Don't tell me I actually wanna date him...he literally doesn't feel remorse killing or comitting arson so why the hell am I thinking like this? It was just a kiss and if I did like him before it shouldn't have me like this, barely able to face him without turning red.
"Good morning." Harry comes out of the bathroom.
"Morning." I mumble.
"Got some sleep?" he asks.
"Yeah..." I answer.
It's September already and it's starting to get cloudy outside, my wings hate fall. This bed is too comfy I swear. Altough me and Harry don't have any money we still managed to find this really cheap 3-star hotel, once we stayed in a motel and ended up almost getting robbed.
It happened like three more times so we decided to just go for cheap hotels instead. How we get money, honestly we just sold some things which has been working ok and stealing too.
There was this one time where we had to fight some drunk assholes and Harry decided to steal their money and then knock them uncouncious. He didn't steal all of it, just $150 and it is a lot when you don't have a lot of cash. Money is important.
"Are you considering the lady's offer?" I ask.
"We don't have a lot of money so there isn't much else we can do but I don't if know we can trust her." Harry answers.
"Maybe we should just accept it and see what happens." I reply.
"You're pretty naive." he states.
"You actually chose to kiss me!" I yell.
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Guess their heights, I'll wait
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