Johnny Sawyer X Reader

Chapter One

God it's hot in here.

You thought to yourself, cringing at the smell this bar gave off. There are people everywhere, dancing and drinking.

"I didn't think there were going to be this many people at a bar like this." You muttered to yourself. It was a small town after all. The only reason why you're here is for a job. To kill a man named Dennis who cheated on his wife.

You are one of the best hit women in the country. You could always get the job done, no matter the consequence. The best part about being a hit woman is to help get rid of the scum in this world and the money that came with it. Not to mention it was also fun to kill. Watching the blood paint the floor, the walls, even the ceiling, into a crimson painting. It was beautiful in its own way.

You had been searching the crowd for the man's face since you walked in. The picture the wife sent was quite blurry and didn't show all of his features, so basically you're making a wild guess. After scanning the crowd for a while you finally spotted guy who looked very similar to the man in the photo. He was sitting at the bar alone, taking shots and flirting with the bartender. He looked drunk out of his mind.

You messed with your hair a bit and put on a fake smile before walking up to him. "You don't mind if I sit here do you?" You said with a sweet voice. He pushed the bottom of the stool to spin himself around then looked you up and down. A smile creeped onto his face. "Not at all, beautiful. " he said in a deep tone, emphasizing the word beautiful.

You kept the fake smile on your face and maintained yourself even though you were disgusted. The man was sweaty and smelled heavily of BO as if he hadn't showered in days. "Thank you mister." You said as you took a seat on the stool. "Can I buy you a drink?" He slurred, slightly rocking back and forth from how drunk he was. This was going to be easy for you.

"Id actually love that mister, my name is y/n, what's yours?" You asked with a sweet voice again, seeming innocent. "Dennis." He said with a raspy voice. And just like that you confirmed your target. Before you could tell him what you wanted, he ordered two shots of whiskey. You weren't a big fan of whiskey, but since you were trying to please him, you just let it happen. Besides, you could tell he was only going to need one more shot before blacking out.

The bartender gave you both the shots and he downed it immediately with no hesitation. You however struggled a little bit to get it down, it tasted disgusting. But mama didn't raise no baby, so you toughed it out and swallowed while trying not to make a face. He didn't seem to notice though.

You two had started talking, he mentioned his wife and went on and on about her, complaining. You just nodded after a few words, not actually listening to what he had to say. That's when you suddenly felt someone watching you. You scanned the room with your eyes, pretending to listen to Dennis talk about his terrible marriage.

After a few seconds of scanning you saw a man sitting on the other side of the bar by himself drinking a beer. He had dark hair that was slicked back, dark brown eyes that could pierce into your soul. It sent shivers down your spine. Once he noticed you had seen him staring, he looked away. You brushed it off and looked back at dennis who was about ready to pass out. "Say, why don't you come over to my place, I could use the company~" he said slurring his words worse than before.

"Sure, I could use some company as well~" you said with an alluring voice. You both got up and walked out of the bar. "My place is right around the block, we can walk there." He said. You smirked to yourself. You had seen an alley way going this direction that was dark and secluded.

You both walked till you reached the alley, checking your surroundings for any signs of people nearby. "Hey, i think i see something down there, do you mind checking for me? I'm scared~" you said with a fake scared tone. "Of course sweetheart, anything for a pretty lady like you." He said. He walked into the alley way and you followed behind him until you reached the very back. Oh how you love drunk men, they'll do anything you ask them to even if it doesn't make any sense.

You smirked to yourself, pulling a mask out of your purse and putting it on. "I don't see anything-" He slowly turned around and came to a halt when he saw you, terror washing over his face. You pull a knife out of your purse and slowly make your way to him. "Stay back!" He said with fear, backing into the brick wall behind him.

You laughed at him as you got closer, lifting the knife up. He slid down the wall, tears filling up his eyes. "Please don't do this! Please!-" you interrupted him by plunging the knife into his throat. Blood splatters over the ground and over you. You watched him struggle to breathe and try stop the bleeding until he finally stopped moving. The smirk on your face never left as you watched, you then look at all the blood on you.

Admiring your work, you took the knife out of his neck slowly and wiped it off with a handkerchief that happened to be in the man's back pocket. You had seen it falling out as he was struggling. Placing the knife back into your bag, you grabbed a small camera and took a photo of the body. That's when you heard footsteps entering the alley. "Well well well, you made quite a mess!" A voice called out.

You quickly turned around, grabbing the knife from your purse and pointing it at him. "Now there's no need for that." He said with a smirk. "I'm surprised a pretty little lady like you could do something like this. I'll admit, I'm impressed." he said while walking closer to you and the dead body. He looked at you with fascination.

He's impressed? What are his intentions here? How did he know you two were here, you scanned the area before walking into the alley. Though he didn't know your name, he saw your face before you put the mask on and that was enough to make you nervous.

"You know, red is a pretty color on you~" he said, he was starting to get too close.
"What do you want?" You asked with a threatening tone. You couldn't let your guard down, you need to be ready to kill him if he makes any moves.

"Well when I saw you at the bar, there was something about you that just caught my eye. I wanted to find out what it was, and it looks like I found that something, huh?" He was very close to you now, uncomfortably close.

You backed up, trying to gain some space between you two. "Stay back, I will kill you!" You said harshly, still keeping the knife pointed at him. He only laughed at this. "Who are you? Are you gonna go to the police?" You said.

"Now wheres the fun in that hmm?" He said in a seductive tone. There was a dark look in his eyes, a dangerous one. There was something wrong with this guy, and it intrigued you. He didn't look scared, and he didnt seem to mind the dead body on the ground. He actually looked like he was enjoying this.

You were just confused until it finally hit you. The look in his eyes, the aura he gave off, the lack of attention to the dead body and more attention towards you, the fascination he had. He was a killer too.

"The names Johnny, and we should probably get out of here. Someone might come around and see this." He pointed at the body. You looked back and thought to yourself about your next move. Should you go with this mysterious man, or risk getting caught by staying here?

He noticed your hesitation, this only made him smile more. "How about we take a ride in my truck, get to know each other a little better." He said, holding a hand out, gesturing towards his truck.

You nodded softly, very weary about the situation you're in. You both made your way to his truck.

'Oh boy... Look at the mess I got myself into'

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