My Prince Charming

6. Need

Davis

Dodging bullets and man handling people was not what I thought I would be doing when I was forced to be here. It makes me sick but at the same time after killing Reggie I became numb to it all. Now I just don't give a damn at all. I may now be his second in command, but I am still a slave to do other's biddings. I truly understand now how the light went out in Rich that day. Mine went out about three months ago.

"Munch." Here we fucking go again! "Make sure that fucking family gives us what we are owed.

This is the part that gets to me even if I block everything else out that I do. Taking kids from homes even if they don't belong there because of their parents. It's not right but if I do not do as I am told then I am dead.

"I'm heading out now."

"Do whatever you have to with the parents. They have been extremely late on their payment." Why don't you just say kill them? So much easier than half of the cryptic bullshit you spew. "You'll have the address once you leave the compound."

"Sure thing, boss."

Tweedle dumb and Tweedle dee follow my every move. They are more like the steroid twins, but I prefer my name since they are dumber than a box of rocks. I may not have the best education but I'm smarter than those two combined.

"You know what to do?" They ask as we climb in the car.

"Of course, and you just sit back and pretend to look pretty."

"What the fuck did you say?" I know they can snap me into a twig, but I am much faster than them now. The barrel of my gun is at Tweedle Dum's head before he can blink. "Shit! Was just messing around." And they are supposed to be the muscles. What the fuck am I working with?

"Let's get this over with."

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Coming back, wiping the blood off my hands as I hear the children crying and begging for help. I hate this shit. I am definitely going to hell for this.

"How did it feel?" I hate when you smile like that. It means you were up to something and I'm not sure I am going to like it.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't tell me you didn't recognize the couple." Why the hell would I? When I don't say anything, he laughs. I wish I could just throat punch the bastard sometimes. "Your parents." My what?! "If you call them that." But how? This is not even where I was born! Or was it? "Those pricks produce offspring so often and sell them off each time. Useless wastes of space. So, tell me how it felt to kill them?" You are enjoying this way too much.

I try to remember them but all I remember is being taken away and them not caring. I can't remember their faces or how life was before that moment. The memories are distant and faded except for the last one I have of them.

"I don't feel anything." I must have given him the right answer because he jumps and throws me a beer. Luckily, I catch it and pop it open.

"Let's celebrate!" What for? Becoming a killer. I should care but I just don't anymore.

Shrugging I follow his lead and head to some place I never seen before, but then again, I just scour the city for potentials even if I hate it. I know there is eyes on me, I just don't see them sometimes. Maybe I'm paranoid or maybe not, I'm just not sure anymore.

I don't remember much of the night or the night after that or for the next week for a matter of fact. Coming to the realization that I could have been drugged is waking up next to a guy and a girl. Tony was furious when he walked into my room. "One rule here. If you fuck a guy, then both your dicks will be useless because you will not have them. I will not tolerate any faggots being here. Do I make myself clear?!"