Pretty Faces Trained to Kill

|14| Now That the Truth Is Out

What you eat don't make me shit, and who you fuck don't make me come. - J. Cole

|YOELLIE; 9:15pm|

She couldn't even focus on the work she was doing, because she could feel whatever Briyelle was feeling. Her sister was hurting and angry. Most days this twin thing was normal and then other days, they could feel every feeling the other was feeling. Yoellie was damn near ready to snap. Something had to be done otherwise, her visit with Kendall wouldn't be a good one. Angry sex was the best with them, but she felt she might have to swing on him for real.

"BRI! What the fuck is going on? And don't lie to me! I can feel it and it's wracking my fucking brain. I'm trying to get shit wrapped up from our trip today, and now I feel like killing more people."

"Daddy found out about Aiden because I found out about him and Molina."

"Lord! Thank God all of that is finally out. Please calm down and relax. You're making me miscount money," Yoellie said, as she laid back on the couch of one of their safe houses.

"Did you just hear what I said?"

"Yes, Daddy knows you're fucking Aiden, and Molina is fucking Daddy."

"You're okay with your best friend fucking Daddy?"

"Yes, I'm okay with my best friend fucking Daddy."

"You do realize we are talking about your best friend fucking our Daddy, right?"

"Yes Briyelle, Molina is fucking Daddy, I know. I saw them with that shit in Atlanta. I'm just waiting for one of them to tell me. Plus, I fucked Molina's dad once. Sort of just happened. I was laying on their couch and he just kind of tripped inside of me."

"Bitch! He tripped?" Briyelle was laughing so hard, she snorted. "Does she know?"

"Nah. It was a one-time thing. But, the way she is going with Daddy, he probably gone wife her young ass up. I don't give a fuck what they do. They're grown. That's their lives, not mine."

"I can't believe you're taking this so well."

"I don't fucking care, Bri. I got my own shit to worry about."

"Cory?"

"I want him, BriBri. He's supposed to be mine."

"You want to kill his child's mother. You're not going to make it. Until you get past that shit, it's not going to happen. He loves you to death, but he's not going to let you take his son's mother away from him."

"Maybe someone else can do it."

"No, Yoellie. I'm not getting into that shit. I actually like Cory for you and I'm not going to hurt him in that way. Put on your big girl thongs and deal with it."

"Where are you?"

"At a hotel with Aiden."

"You know you just made your choice, right?"

"What?"

"You argued with Daddy and now you're at a hotel with Aiden. You've made your choice."

"No. No, I didn't."

"Get your confused ass off my line." Yoellie hung up on her sister.

I kill pride, I hurt feelings! click clack, bang, bang, we in the murder business. - Iggy Azalea.

|11:00pm|

Yoellie walked up to Kendall's house in an all-black, V-neck tee, skin tight jeans, and black boots. She had her hair down. There was no need to put it up, because he would just yank it during sex. She smiled at the thought. She got up to the door and rang the doorbell. Within a minute he opened the door. She walked in and headed straight to his bedroom. He followed.

Once she stepped into the room, she heard him release his gun safety. She turned to face him. She was never afraid to die, and she wanted to look her killer right in the eyes. He didn't say anything for a minute, but she needed answers.

"What's up, Kendall?" She asked.

"You work for Chresanto? He killed Greg and I bet you help set him up. You and your twin sister. You gave me a bracelet that was stolen from a dead man."

"What is your relation to Greg?" She asked, not caring about the shit he was speaking.

"I worked with him."

"With or for?" She sat on his bed and rolled her eyes. She was really not in tune with what he was saying. She just wanted one thing and she'd get it, even if afterwards, they were shooting at each other.

"For... So what, am I next? You trying to set me up? Chresanto want all of Greg's boys dead?"

"Put your gun down."

"No."

"Kendall. Put your fucking gun down." She crossed her arms under her breasts.

"I don't trust you."

"Your loss. You don't trust me, but believe that if I wanted to kill you, I could. Chresanto is my father. He didn't kill Greg, nor did my sister. I killed him and if I wanted to, I could blast your ass. Right now, I just want sex and you're wasting my time."

"Why the fuck would I fuck you anymore?"

"Fine. There's a line of men who would love to. You wanna be stupid, be fucking stupid. I'm not after you. I didn't know you had shit to do with Greg. If I was going to kill you, I would've been done so. I don't play with prey. And, you should thank me. Now you can lead his little sloppy ass crew."

"Yoellie, you're funny as hell B," he laughed.

"I'm serious." She stared at him to a point he started questioning himself. How the fuck was he going to trust the bitch that killed his boss.

"So, you're not a nurse?"

"No."

"The spoiled brat part was true though. Chresanto gives you everything you ask for."

"No. I kill for what I have," she said, as if it were nothing. She wasn't trying to argue with Kendall. She could kill him in that very moment, but she wasn't stressing that. She wanted sex. Cory's dosage wore off a long time ago, and was way too emotional for her. She needed to be fucked.

"Serial killer, huh?"

"Personally, I prefer Assassin, but sure. Serial killer works. Can we move on now?"

"You lied to me about what you do for a living. How the fuck am I supposed to trust that you're not going to kill me?"

"Again, if I wanted to kill you, I would've done so. You make it so easy. But, honestly Kendall, I like fucking you and I'm really not in the mood to let it go. I just want you to fuck the shit outta me right now. We can discuss the guns and murder shit later."

"You're serious?" He laughed.

"Yes." She walked up to him and kicked the gun out his hands. Before he could react, her lips met his.

"I'm not trying to fight with you. If anything, I can save your ass." She pulled him to the bed. He couldn't believe this shit was happening. He had all mind to kill her, but her body touching his destroyed the thought. They stripped each other.

"Warn me before you take me out." He pushed her back onto the bed and wasted no time climbing inside of her.