Bonnie and Lies

And so it begins...

"Mister... Reporter? I don't mean to be rude but if you want me to not leave out any details you cannot interrupt me well I am telling you this. Do you understand?" Bonnie looked at the reporter squarely in the eyes in complete seriousness waiting for the man to respond.

"Yes. Yes of but of course," he answered nervously. "And my name is Hayden,"

"Good," Bonnie said with a smile. "You know, Lyann was a lot wiser than what the media give her credit for. You media people like to make people fit in your boxes, don't you guys know that there's so much more to the world and it's inhabitants than that?"

The reporter, true to his word, stayed silent after signaling to his cameraman that if he hadn't already started filming to do so immediately .

Bonnie chuckled to herself, "Ha, that was a test to see if you could remain quiet even when provoked, and you passed. Good job. It's nice to know your name, Hayden. Nod if you're ready to begin."

Hayden gave a court nod.

"Great. I meant what I said thought Lyann was very wise," Bonnie got a far away look in her eyes. "What did she used to say? Ah yes, she always used to say, "April showers brings May flowers!" Bonnie said imitating the cheery voice that used to wake her up in the morning.

"God, that woman," Bonnie said in awe. "If I had knew what I was getting into when I met her, I don't know if I would've taken up her offer of coffee."

Bonnie laughed, knowing even if she had known she still would have accepted. Hayden laughed, not quite sure of the joke.

"So, before we talk about her, we're going to have to start with me in order get the whole story. As you knew, or at least should have known before you came in here, I was an assassin. But not due to a sad and tragic back story as most people believe or at least want to. It was job because I wanted it to be." Hayden looked visibly horrified at what Bonnie just admitted.

"If you're shocked at the given facts, then you're about to learn might give you a heart attack," Bonnie laughed at the poor man.

"So yes, way back when about 11 or 12 years ago..."

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Bonnie was 25 and living in downtown Dallas, Texas. She'd been out of college for a while and she barely had an idea of what she was doing with her life. At this point, she was just trying to survive each day and pay off her Student Loans. She was a manager at a Barnes and Noble, making $68,967 a year and despite her efforts, she wasn't making a dent in her student loans.

She was just about to lock up and go home to a nice night of Netflix and red wine, until a rather rude woman came in just before closing. Ugh, the nerve of some people.

"Sorry ma'am, but we're closed."

The woman looked in her mid-twenties, wearing a large gray hoodie, large black oval sunglasses, ripped stylishly black skinny jeans and all black converse. She also had dark brown hair, lightly golden skin from what Bonnie could see of it and blood red lips which were currently smiling at her.

"I should hope so," The woman said. "Or else I didn't plan this correctly."

Fuck. Of course I'd be the one stuck in this situation, this wasn't even supposed to be my shift! Kevin was supposed have this shift maybe if he stop sucking Tony's dick and get his life together I wouldn't be in this situation now would I? Bonnie thought to herself. But she decided to play dumb and responded with, "Plan what, ma'am?"

"Aw, common love, don't be as stupid as you are beautiful."

"Hey! And, um, thank you." What kind of robber flirts with you before killing you?

"You're welcome, love," The flirtatious robber responded as she pulled her gun out of her pocket and pointed it at Bonnie.

"Now, you know how this goes? Blah, blah, open the cash register or I'll kill you, blah, blah, don't even think of pressing the distress button or guess what?

"You'll kill me?"

"I'd have kill you."

Bonnie slowly opened up the cash register and used her knee to press the distress out sheer boldness. The female robber pulled a rather large fold-able bag out her pocket, handed it to Bonnie and gestured to it with the gun, signaling the obvious.

"Money in the bag, sweet heart."

Bonnie, who was high on adrenaline, shock at that this was happening to her and a lack of common sense, said without thinking and looking up from her task, "What happened to 'Love'?"

The robber laughed, "Do you prefer it?" She still had her gun pointed at Bonnie's head,"Love."

Bonnie smiled clearly forget where she was and what was happening and the fact there was a gun pointed at her head. She was flirting with someone who was obviously not afraid to shoot and/or kill her.

"Maybe I do.."

The Robber laughed once more with her gun still in position to shoot if necessary, "Oh, I like you. Maybe after this, we should get coffee sometime." Bonnie for some reason was about to nod and accept the invitation, but of course, the police show up at that exact moment.