Huh? My phone buzzed, and when I tapped it open, I found a message from Vinnie.
Vinnie: Steve!
Steve: wat?
Vinnie: come here ASAP, @ my house
Steve: can't
Vinnie: y? Plz???
Steve: sry, cant
Vinnie: ok, FINE!
Steve: .............
Vinnie: look, ik where u r!
Steve: no, u dont
Vinnie: yes, i do
Steve: then, tell me, where am i?
Vinnie: look behind u, JERK!
As I twisted my head around, I saw the silhouette of a girl. Pulling back her black hood, I saw a bulky figure behind her. Wait, what was Vinnie and Lana's bodyguard doing here?
"Shit," I muttered under my breath. I had forgotten that Lana's phone could be tracked by her bodyguard.
Lana's bodyguard, Clint landed a hard blow to my head. I held out my palm, and in it sat a tiny mechanic that released deafening sounds that could only be heard by normal mortals.
Moaning came from inside the sack containing Lana, and the same was happening to Clint and Vinnie.
But, I pressed the "STOP" button, and the vibrations stopped, guilty of what I just did, I ran. Footsteps thudded after me.......
rlly short, sry
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Destined Kills
FantasySome are accidental, but these were destined kills. Destined? Well, in her perspective, at least.
