𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

one.

Audrey.

Life.

I hate life.

But i live it to its fullest, like that one time I got super drunk at a party and ruined my parents image.

They're dead anyway, they can't see how much of a disappointment I am.

I'm a bad daughter. Probably even my daughter and her daughter after that and her daughter after that to her daughter after that and so on.

I literally have nothing to do. I either go out and be chased by the paparazzi 24/7 or I have to kill some random pussy. But it's fun to kill, it's not like they're innocent. Like Santiago Hernandez.

"Fuck"

The man that I'm jerking off moans.

Honestly this feels horrible, his dick is smaller than my hand. He's good at being quiet for a second but shutting up forever, hell no.

"You're a prodigy" he moans, I scoff.

I grab his throat digging my nails into his neck, right where his carotid artery is. The crimson red liquid starts pouring from his neck, making me smile. I watch him die.

"Don't sell women next time, pig". I get off the ground and grab my gun from my pocket, and shoot him in the heart.

An idea pops up in my mind, why don't I carve my initials. I want him to follow me into my trap.

I never only killed him because he kidnapped and sold women on the side. I killed him because he's connected to Santiago, and I need him to fall into my trap.

So I can kill him, but before the killing comes pain, suffering and begging. The thought brings a smile to my face.

Back to what I was gonna do, I took out my knife that looks like lipstick. I start carving my initials, A.C on his forehead. Hope he gets my message.

I have no idea how I'm gonna get through his guards without them dying at my hand. I exit his room and I start running, not in heels though.

A guard sees me with a bloody hand and a gun, and starts to run up to me. He couldn't come close to me because I shot him in the head, I have good aim.

I run to the exit, deja vu of the event that happened 2 years ago hits me. I take a break to take a breather so I don't cry.

Closing my eyes, I remember my mission. Destroy Hernandez.

I continue running through different hallways, rooms, and whatnot.

Alarms start ringing, making a smirk rise on my face. This is going to be an amazing show. 

Several footsteps march towards me. Are they ready to die?

A bunch of men and women surround me with large guns, then there's me with a good old pistol.

I have knives for backup, but it's nothing compared to them.

And were in a large empty room, how poetic.

A familiar voice speaks, "No more running and killing Audrey. Sir told us to keep you here.. Harmed."

"And who are you exactly? Little pussy that wont show his face. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! YOU KILLED THEM, YOU KILLED MY FAMILY!" I yelled, my voice cracking a bit.

Everybody stared at me like I'm crazy, they're not wrong.

"SHOW YOURSELF FAMILY KILLER!"

The man that was talking stepped out of the shadows.