Songs For My Love

Criminal Pt.2

(I couldn't come up with a title😭😭😭)

Giselle sat back and watched as Kelly took her frustration out on a poor man's head. Kelly's gun slammed against the man's head several times, only causing the man to cry out in agony. Kelly had been doing this for a while; she wanted the man to suffer before dying.

Giselle never understood torturing; she just preferred killing the person. She only tortured people when she needed information but even then she wasn't the one torturing them. She would just let Kelly do it most of the time; she would only do it herself if it was personal.

When it comes to Giselle she likes to get the job done as fast as possible, torturing the person only takes up time. That's what Giselle thinks of torturing; it's nothing but a waste of time. Why spend precious time torturing a person when you can just kill them and save yourself some well-needed time? Giselle didn't understand it; she just wished people would think like her and stop wasting her time.

"Alright don't you think that's enough? The man's brain is showing and about to fall out of his head. Look, just shoot his ass and put him out of his misery," Giselle said, finally losing her patience.

Everyone turned to look at Giselle, everyone staring at her as if she had lost her mind. Giselle would have snapped at them; she was just going to threaten them like she usually does. Only today she didn't feel like yelling; she didn't even have to yell; she just looked at them and they looked away, going back to what they were doing before.

The only person who kept their eyes on Giselle was Kelly, the only person who wasn't threatened by the woman's stare. "Girl, don't rush me, these things take time. Besides, you ain't never rushed me before, do you have somewhere to go or something?"

Giselle had told Kelly about what she had to do to be with Michelle. Of course, Kelly laughed at her and made all types of jokes, which only resulted in Kelly nearly getting her shut rocked. Thankfully for Kelly, Giselle didn't hurt her, at least not physically. Instead of hurting Kelly, Giselle just forced Kelly to go to church with her.

"Yes, you already know where I have to be, please don't act dumb. Besides, your ass has to be there too, so don't act as if you have forgotten."

"Man, look at you talking all proper and shit," Kelly joked before finally shooting the guy in the head.

Blood splashed everywhere as the bullet went through the guy's skull. Giselle frowned as the people in the room laughed loudly, joyfully mocking the guy's death. They showed no remorse; they found joy in killing and watching others die. Yes, Giselle had killed people but she didn't find pleasure in it. She only killed people because she had no choice; they had to die and she had to be the one to kill them.

"Stop laughing, nothing is funny. Instead of sitting on y'all ass laughing, get up and clean this shit up," Giselle demanded before turning to kelly. "Get your ass in the car, we have to go home and get cleaned up."

"Giselle, it's only 5:30, we don't have to be there until 7," Kelly argued.

"Correction, we don't have to be there until 6:30. As my momma would say, showing up on time is basically being late. Besides, you know damn well if we don't leave now we won't be there until 7:30. Now stop arguing with me and get your ass in the car."

Kelly rolled her eyes before following Giselle's orders. She walked out of the warehouse and went to the car. She waited until Giselle was in the car too before starting the car and driving home. The whole ride Giselle had her head laid back and her eyes closed, the soft music playing from the radio calming her nerves.

"Uhh, Giselle, is your father supposed to be here?"

At the sound of Kelly's voice, Giselle opened her eyes to see that they had arrived at her house; she also noticed her father's car in the driveway. Giselle, who was confused as hell, looked over at Kelly, who was just as confused as her. Giselle was hoping for an explanation for her father's sudden appearance; she didn't even know why the man was there. Of course, Kelly didn't know why the man was there; she barely even knew the man herself.