he's running
he's hiding
he thinks he can ran away from me but I know exactly where he is, I can hear his heartbeat from miles away
"do you really think you can run away from me" I question and there is no answer
I walk and slow my footsteps, I see he takes glance in front of him to see if anyone is there but little does he knows i'm already behind him
He's no one important so I think im good if I torture him a little
I hit him in the head to knock him out, he fell and I dragged his body to the corner where I handcuffed him.
I started to look at him, where should I start, I thought to myself
But he's knocked out it's no fun if he doesn't beg and screams, I was snapped out of my thought when I hear a growl coming out of him
"what do you think you're doing" he asks, what does it looks like
"you can't do this" he says as I get close to him
"and why is that" I question
"I- I know important people" i checked his history, he doesn't knows any
"like who"
"I-I know trump" I look at him confused
"Donald trump" he adds and i try to hold my laugh but fail
"tell him he should stop using that orange spray tan he will get skin cancer" i say and stab him in the leg
After twenty minutes, one gallon of blood on the floor and one dead body i'm good to go but my arsonist ass couldn't keep it in and decided to burn the place down.
I look at the fire in satisfaction as hot air hits my face and fills up my lungs, I feel how my eyes burn because I haven't blinked since I started to look at burning building, it's like all I can see is fire, I want to get closer and closer to see and feel it
And thank god I hear siren of a fire trucks or else I might have actually got close to an art that i made out of a building
I started to walk to my hotel, I didn't bring my motorcycle today and its okay im not that far from hotel.
My eyes now shifted from fire to Eiffel tower and started to wonder how would it look like in a fire
Probably breathtaking
I walk into hotel and molly greets me as usual and I go to my room, girls aren't here as I give them day off but that's what I thought before heard lily's voice
"oh you're back" she says softly
"yes, why aren't you out" that sounds like I don't want her to be here "to have fun" i continue the sentence
"I don't really do parties it's too loud for me"
"so you're wasting your time doing... nothing"
"sorry" she says quietly looking down, I have feeling that she's scared of me or I don't know
She always apologies and thinks she did something wrong
"don't be, its okay not to like what others do, that's what makes you your own person"
"so tell me what do you like" I don't really care what other people like or anything really but since she's in my team I think it's not bad to get to know her a little maybe
Or at least make her not fear me
"I like museums but I still can't go there"
"why" I ask
"there are too many people, they will probably walk all over me" true, they probably will
Tomorrow is last day here, we have flight back to London and i'm not gonna spend my last day here with anyone but myself.
"be ready in fifteen minutes" was all I say and left to make a call
And after call was done I started to get ready, I put on a cargo pants and random shirt, it's not like don't care what I look like, I do, but it's past midnight and no one is out
I walk to the room where lily was supposed to be, knock and she opens the door, she's wearing pink dress with strawberries on them
"you look nice" I compliment her as she plays with her ginger hair
"thank you, actually I also brought you something" she says shyly
I go inside of the room, take a seat and moment later she comes back with a box and hands it to me, I open the box and see something black with strawberries on it, I unfold it and my conclusion was right, she brought me the same dress she's wearing but mine is black
"I was buying my pink dress and when I saw they had black I thought it would look good on you, you don't have to wear it if- "
"thank you" I thank her, stood up to get changed into the dress
Not gonna lie I don't really like it, it makes me look... can't find the right words
soft?
Whatever, I walk out and Lily's eyes widened
"you look beautiful" she smiles
"we should get going"
Surprisingly she didn't ask me where we were going
"this way" I say to her and she fallows, we get close to the building where the security was, I give him a nod and he unlocks the door
"but how" lily looks at me in shock as we go inside of a Louvre Museum
"let's just say I have few good friends" I lie; I don't have friends but I have people who are scared of me and who will do anything not to be on my bad side
"oh my god thank you so much" I see her glossy eyes from happiness
Oh hell no, I don't fuck with tears, have no idea how to calm people down
"try not to cry" I state "and you don't have to be next to me all the time, go around by yourself, it's just two of us here" she immediately walks to some random painting
I walk around and see there is nothing new I haven't seen before, I started to think what should I do tomorrow, I should visit few old cafes that I have missed
My thoughts were cut off by a smell of cigarettes, I know for sure that lily doesn't smokes so it means someone is here but not just anyone, I can hear footsteps or have strong feeling that someone is coming which is always true.
I stay still and do nothing, I do not panic nor show any emotions on my face that I know he's here, I just stand and take deep breaths to find out from which direction the smell comes from, I fell his gaze on me but I can't tell where is he
Suddenly I hear footsteps but its lilys "i'm done looking around we can go if you are too"
"yea we should go" we walked home but it pissed me off that I couldn't tell who it was, when we went to hotel, lily thanked me and went to her room, I wrote a note for Scarlett to check all the cameras in the museum we were, and sticked the note on her computer for her to see when she comes back.
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