Betrayal

Part 9; How it started

TW: Rape

After a while of crying and thinking. I think I have
something to do. As a bartender I will see who he talks to. I will get to know him and one day ask him to dinner. That's when I'm going to take him near the warehouse. Drug him during the dinner and boom.

I have a fainted Ace and my problems gone. But to get him to trust me so much. Without guards, no one but me and him. It's going to be a challenge but I can do it.

All I want is to go back to Carter. Being with a man like Ace brings back memories. I haven't done anything like this before. The most I stayed with someone I planned to kill or kidnap was one night. All I needed was one night.

But than again I was chasing one of the worlds most wanted Mafia bosses.

I cleaned myself up but left my mascara running. So Ace can see I was crying. Maybe even cry on him. I'm so funny.

I walked outside the hospital and he was standing next to his car. "What's wrong?" He asked as I walked up to him fake crying.

"My-." I fakily hugged him and broke down on his shoulder. I felt his arms slowly close on my back. He was hugging me....

Mission accomplished.

"It's okay." He whispered combing his fingers in my hair

"I'm sorry." I walked back and acted like if I was cleaning myself up. He opened the door for me and I sat down.

"Tell me what happened." He turned on the car

"My mom died." I cried more and more.

"I'm so sorry." He looked and me in shock while driving.

"There's nothing they could do. My dad...they can't find him. He ran off when they found out about my...moms death." I lied more and more each tear.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know or I would have brought you a long time ago." He said.

I acted kind of angry to make him feel more guilty. "Yes but you still have me kidnapped!"

He kept looking at me and definitely felt a little bit of feelings. I tried not to smile nor laugh. Even though it was killing me how funny he looked. So guilty a rare moment in these criminals life.

"You know who Ace is?" He looked over at me.

"Yeh, you." I said.

"But who he is, what he does for a living."

"Of course..."

"I'm not the hugest monster in the world."

I looked over at him and rolled my eyes. "Most wanted criminal in the United States. The man without a face...oh but his actions are seen all over the world. Dead bodies, drugs trail, prosituition, etc." I mocked the news reporters.

"But do they know my history? Why I'm like this?"

"No one forced you to." But than no one forced me to do drugs.

He looked at me and looked away. I think I fucked up judging him so quickly. The things they say about me on the news. It sucks really because my back history turned me to what I am today.

Flash back

"Finally the night ends." Karina sat down.

"Stop working as a stripper. Do something else. Your too young and you have so much ahead of your life." I told her as I cleaned up the shot glasses.

"Yeh but my son needs food on his table and well his dad never responds. I'd rather work like this than earn minimum wage."

Poor girl. She loves doing this for a living. Being touched, being looked at losing all your dignity whatsoever.

A guy came up to her and I quickly walked away knowing I hate seeing men touch the strippers it breaks my heart. But this is the only job I could get with my background history and experience.

"Don't be so grumpy I can pay triple what you earn." I heard him say.

"Can I get you anything?" I asked the man.

"A vodka for the lady."

"Sorry but the strippers aren't allowed to drink worse from guys that offer." I lied.

"Since when?"

"Since I said so."

"Bitch." He murmured. "Since when are you in charge."

"Since I said so." I smiled.

"Get me who's in charge here." I turned around and returned.

"How can I help you?" I smiled.

"Women." He turned around

"I'm going to touch up." Karina looked a little uncomfortable.

About a minute that she left he followed. "It's closing time." I yelled he rolled his eyes and followed her. This won't end good. I finished cleaning up and was ready to lock everything I remembered she was in the bathroom it's been too long.

I grabbed a pocket knife I had since I walked home alone slowly walking to the woman's bathroom where I got closer I heard screaming of no, no.

I quickly pushed open the door and found poor Karina fully naked and the man putting himself forcefully in her.

I didn't know where all this hate came from. I felt a rage and put the knife right into his neck. He fell instantly to the ground grabbing his bleeding neck in shock I stabbed him over and over and over in the chest.

Karina shouted in the background that he was dead but I continued to stab him. I slowly stood up with his blood dripping down my face and clothes.

I went into shock feeling no guilt, no regret, no hate. But pleasure. My heart was at ease. I would think after killing any human you would feel scared of what's next.

But I feel like I just helped someone. I just rid the world of someone evil who deserved death. A man capable of raping.

Flashback ends

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A/N

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