Black Widow

23.

Lando tried contacting me after I threw him out of my apartment. I didn't like him showing up unannounced.

He had no idea what he was getting into. I wasn't a normal girl, I had scars, a lot of them.

I had even more secrets.

I was gonna kill his mechanic tonight, after literally telling Lando that Taylor would get what he deserved.

I was so fucking stupid. I was being messy, being too careless around Lando.  He made me want to open up to him.

But I couldn't. I was never gonna be able to do that. He wouldn't understand.

And I had to focus, I couldn't get distracted anymore.

Tonight was the night I was gonna kill my number seven.

Then there were only gonna be three left, maybe two if I spared one of them.

Shirley was nervous about it. She never did this before, but I trusted her. She wasn't as fearless as I was, but I knew she could do this.

I closed my diary and looked at the clock on my wall.

It was time to go kill this fucker.

Shirley's POV

I walked in the weirdest venue I've ever saw. It was like a creepy dungeon. Who knew places like this existed in Monaco.

I guess they were everywhere.

Bonnie told me to act normal, that I couldn't look nervous when I did this, but this wasn't a regular gig for me.

I wasn't used to this. I was used to sitting behind my laptop.

Not be the girl on the scene. This was her expertise, not mine. Definitely not mine.

But she needed me and she was my ride or die.

I spotted Taylor almost immediately. I knew him well by now even though we never had a conversation before.

I researched him for weeks now. It shouldn't be too hard to flirt with him, to seduce him. It should be fairly easy even.

I sat down on the same table as him. Played a few games, pretty much lost them all, but I did that on purpose.

He had to think I wasn't a threat. He had to think I was a lost girl.

But God, this was so easy. He was eyefucking me the entire time.

So at the end of the night, he took me home. To his house.

"So this is where I live" he said as we both walked in. "Wow" I tried to act impressed.

Please Bonnie, be here. Please fucking kill him before he kills me.

I looked around, it was still dark, completely dark.

Bonnie wasn't here. Did she set me up or something? I was literally in the lion's den by myself.

He pushed me against the wall, kissed my neck a few times and pushed his body closer to mine.

"Hello Taylor"

A light turned on, which made Taylor immediately lose his grip on me.

Bonnie was sitting on a chair, drinking her can of Coke. She drank the last bit of it and crunched the can together before throwing it on the ground.

Taylor turned his head to her. "Bonnie? How did you get in here?"

"I thought you offered your dick to me" she leaned back in the chair with a smirk. "I want to accept your offer after all"

She was wearing her usual outfit, a black skirt, black knee-high heels and a black crop top.

Her Black Widow outfit. Don't know if it was a good idea to wear that to these kills as well, but I had to admit that she looked good.

And Taylor was thinking the same thing. He looked at her. "I-am-uh kinda busy" he stuttered.

She chuckled. "It's not nice to turn a girl down"

She got up, grabbed her knife that was laying next to the chair and walked up to Taylor. "Guess I have to teach you some manners"