The Monster Within Me

five| graveyard

"Who you killing for the assignment, punk?" Willie asked as I looked through my closet to find the perfect outfit for my kill.

"Marcus." I said half-jokingly.

That pretty faced Latino is pissing the fuck out of me but there's nothing I can do about it.

Well, not yet at least.

"Ha-ha, hilarious."

"Julio Bazil, rapist, murderer, robber and full time asshole." I stated before taking my shirt off without a shame in the world.

Willie and I had experimented with each other before we decided to stay friends. I don't mind changing in front of him.

"He prays on young and vulnerable girls that walk home from work at night. A first class stronzo." I said while putting on a tight leather black dress.

The material clung to my body like a second-skin and I heard Willie shift in his seat.

Smirking, I knew this was the perfect outfit for tonight. Julio won't know what hit him.

"Got some time for a quickie?" He questioned as I smacked his arm playfully.

"See you tomorrow, pacifist."

"Fuck you!" Willie shouted as I closed the door on his face. A low chuckle escaping my lips before I began making my way towards the schools exit.

I scanned the area, trying to locate my car before feeling a hand touch my shoulder. Grabbing it, I twisted the persons hand before pushing them against the wall. My gun pressing against their temple.

"The fuck you want, ratto?"

I asked the green haired boy who moaned in pain. His breathing was erratic and I couldn't help but loosen my grip when I realized I was holding his injured arm.

Say what you want about me but I play fair. I'll never backstab someone, I'd rather stab them in the front so they know it's me.

"I- Lin said you don't need to complete the assignment." The boy said while trying to catch his breath as I strapped my gun back on to my thigh.

"You're fucking with me?" I questioned with raised eyebrows before hearing the booming sound of music playing in the background.

"If this is some kind of fucking joke then I'll end your pitiful and miserable life, capisce?"

Nodding his head frantically, the boys eyes were wide with fear.

"Cazzo, I wasted a dress for nothing." I lowly complained before turning around to head back to my room.

"Wait! There's a party in the Graveyard. Petra made moonshine."

"Goth girl?" I asked as he nodded, a small smile plastered on his face.

"You got nothing better to do then to get shit faced."

"I have the need to kill, though."

"How about you kill Marcus tonight?"

"I can't do that, Smiley. It's against the rules and whether you like it or not, this was in mom's will. It was her wish that I finish school and I'm not about to fuck it up because of some street rat."

"Then kill sunshine over there. His hair is starting to hurt my brain."

"That's unjustified murder and Lin clearly said he wanted proof of why we killed the person."

"Oh fuck Lin and his rules. He can honestly suck a dick."

"Amen."

"Umm... are you going to be there?" The green haired boy questioned, pulling me out of my conversation with Smiley.

"What's your name, sunshine?" I asked while mentally hitting my forehead with the palm of my hand, repeatedly. Stupid Smiley and his stupid nicknames.

"Pfft, sunshine."

"Fuck you for calling him that in the first place?"

"Billy. I'm Billy Bennett but I like sunshine better." He teased with an uncertain smile causing me to scoff.

"Yeah, whatever. Where's the party?"

Billy lead me to the rooftop, music was blaring loudly and teenagers were dancing like there was no tomorrow.

I saw Kai talking to one of the females from Chico's gang, they seemed to be heavily flirting with each other.

Others from my mafia sat together, smoking weed and drinking beers. While others were making out with random people.

"Here." Billy said while handing me a red cup. Sniffing the liquid, it seemed and smelled okay.

"Grazie." I mumbled before taking a huge gulp of the liquid. It burned my throat with a sweet sensation that made me half-smile.

Walking away from the green haired boy, I made my way towards Chico who was drinking his beer.

I doubted my move for a second before shrugging my shoulders. I'll be friends with whoever I want to be, fuck what they think.

And fuck what El Diablo thinks.

"Evening, princesa." The Latino boy said as I took a seat next to him, throwing my legs over his lap as he rested his hand on my thigh.

"Evening, stronzo."

"You're such a perra, you know that? I always give you nice nicknames and you're always calling me a stronzo." He stated with an eye roll as I scoffed at him.

"Awe, suck it up buttercup." I replied with a smirk, causing Chico to flick my nose.

It wasn't unusual for us to act like siblings but it was probably weird for others to see a mafia boss and a cartel boss play fighting.

I'd find it weird.

"You know they're all staring, sì?" I questioned as Chico shrugged his shoulders.

Though that was before he frowned his eyebrows. Confused, I looked around to see what caused my friends sudden mood change.

"Should've guessed it had something to do with that puttana." Smiley stated, annoyance lacing his voice like venom.

Maria was drinking with Marcus, her hand resting on his shoulder while she laughed at one of his shitty jokes.

Occasionally, she'd brush her hand up his arm and bat her eyelashes at him.

"Whore." I whispered under my breath.

"Watch it, Van. That's my mujer you're talking about."

"Your woman is currently flirting with a rat." I stated before he stood up and angrily marched away from the party.

"What did I say?"

"Chico's just mad that his woman wants some street rat dick instead of his."

"Smiley... shut up." I thought before chugging my drink and heading for the dance floor.

Fuck Chico. Fuck Marcus. Fuck Maria.

Fuck them all.