Bonnie and Lies

Kinky...

Bonnie was still in bed. A few moments had passed, somewhere between thirty minutes and an hour, yet it felt as though she was stuck in some sort of Limbo where time didn't even exist. She was reliving the almost kiss over and over and, no matter how cliche it sounded, she couldn't help it this was some what of a new feeling for her. She almost kissed me... SHE ALMOST KISSED ME. If Jordan would've waited a moment longer it wouldn't be an almost, she would have KISSED me! This is not my first kiss, sure. That was with Alice at the park on her birthday party, it was truth or dare and- oh it doesn't matter. What matters is the fact that though this is not my first experience, this is however my first experience with a CRIMINAL.

Oh my gosh. Though, I do admit we did do a lot of flirting and it was kinda sorta, maybe leading up to that, but I never thought it might actually really happen! What did she expect to come out of this relationship? WOAH what am I even thinking? 1.) It's way too early to call... whatever it is that we may or may not have, a relationship. 2.) Why am I worried about the future of a non-existent relationship that may or may not be forming when there isn't a guaranteed future for me? Hello self, you might die tomorrow did you forget that very important fact? 3.) Does Lyann even WANT a relationship with me? Maybe she just wants to fuck me and drop me! Though this is a lot to do for just a booty call

This is all so ridiculous! If Kat had taken the shift she was supposed to take I wouldn't be in this situation! Ugh, what is even the point of laying the blame? It doesn't matter who's fault it was, I'm still stuck here. But if I get out here alive, the first thing I'm doing is firing that bitch.

There was a knock on the door, once again Bonnie sat up, though slowly seeing that her injuries still hurt her. She got up, while trying to minimize the strain on her midsection, and answered the door while leaning against the door frame.

"Hello... Joker." A woman said, playing with her dark brown high ponytail, a cruel smile illuminating her face and eyes poorly masking discontent with the site before her.

"Zara."

"Oh," Zara said in studying tone, looking Bonnie up and down, her smile growing larger. "My, my, my, I've done quite the number on you. Ha, more on that later to come. We have business to attend to."

She turned swiftly and began to talk. Bonnie quickly followed, struggling to keep up with Zara's fast pace.

"Wait, wait! What business? I don't want anything to do with you! Hold on, is this about Lyann?"

"How many times am I going to teach you respect?"

Zara grabbed her and held her against the nearest wall, forearm to her neck and mouth to her ear.

"Fuck you, Zara."

"One might think you like getting hit at the rate you're running your mouth." Zara pressed a little harder on Bonnie's neck, causing the girl to breathe shallowly barely getting enough oxygen. "Don't you understand how kind I've been to you? Any other Capo and you'd be dead. You need Lyann to stay alive, Lyann needs me to keep you alive but I can stand Lyann being pissed at me if you wound up dead. So fuck me? Ha, you wish it was that easy."

Zara turned her head, forearm still in place over the frightened girl's neck, almost making her unable to breath. She put her lips right next to Bonnie's left ear and said, "If you can't handle a punch or two, how in the world are you going to handle me in the bedroom?"

And with that Zara closed the millimeter gap between her mouth and Bonnie's ear and bit the girl's earlobe in a teasing but warning way, as if to say 'you have no idea who you're dealing with and even if you did you're not even remotely prepared'. The bite only lasted for a second but a little moan, inaudible if you weren't as close to Bonnie as Zara was, escaped Bonnie's mouth causing the woman to blush and Zara to let go completely of the girl. She gasped the much need air and was thankful for the personal space.

Fuck why did that turned me on? Oh my god and it was Zara, she's never going to let this go.

The dark haired girl with the big brown eyes smirked at her and gave a small laugh.

"Kinky."

Bonnie looked at anywhere but her, thoroughly embarrassed. Holy crap! What is my problem? What's with me and the bad girl type? I'm going to get myself killed.

"We don't have time to explore that fully, but maybe we will later. Now on to the business at hand."

Zara beckoned the girl to follow and she did so without complaint this time, and they went on their way.