Living Off Past Trauma [EDITED]

Mission

Lola Brinks//Lani
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"You want me to what?" I exclaimed into the phone. This nigga can not be serious.

"You heard me baby." Rugrat said. He cannot be serious. It's been a week since I was last on a call with him. Yes it's been a week. So soon...I KNOWWWWW. I didn't expect it to be this soon. 

"Anyways back to what I was saying. You finna need to assassin a few niggas fo me. I would do it myself or send someone else but I miss you." He said. Shit nigga was serious.

"Fucking hell." I mumbled under my breath. "So, you assassin them, hack and steal the data and meet downtown LA by the old scrap yard. 9pm" He stated. "Who's gone be there?" I asked. "Don't worry." He chuckled.

"If it's you, prepare to be dead." I said and I cut the call. I threw my phone on the bed and undressed myself. Shit, I really was going on this mission. "Well better go on some errands before I leave." I said to myself. Yes the mission was today.

Fuck sakes

I made my way towards the the kitchen and opened the pantry. No snacks...just great. Well my dad sent me 50k so whatever. I was contemplating on whether to walk to the supermarket or drive. I did a raincheck and sighed. "Walking it is." I mumbled. I took my wallet, phone and walked out of my apartment, locking the door behind me.

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I now stood in the snacks aisle choosing what snacks I want. I turned around and came face to say with a young lady. "Yes?"

"Do I know you from somewhere?" She asked. I looked her up and down with a mug. She held a box of cupcake mix in one hand and her phone in the other. She had a strong built. "Uh, ion think so. Why?" I asked. She did look familiar tho. "No it's just, you look darn familiar." She said, squirting her eyes at me. The fuck

"Well then...good day to you too." I turned around and walked away. I walked to the counter and paid for my items and walked out of Target.

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"And done." I said to myself while holding up one of the four sharpened knives I was taking with me. I work well with knives. I looked into the mirror and saw a frown form on my face. "Why am I even doing this?" A tear rolled down my face and I quickly wiped it away. I walked into the bathroom and removed my clothes, tossing them into the laundry basket. I turned to my side and looked at the tattoo that's on my shoulder blade.

Why? Just why?

I hopped into the shower and took a long relaxing shower. Afterwards, I did the rest of my hygiene. I looked at the clock that's on the wall and it indicated that it's 7:11pm.

Better start getting ready.

I walked to my closet and took out the clothes I was gonna wear. I'm just gonna wear black leggings, a black hoodie and black combat boots. Ready.

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I now stood hidden behind a few trees that surrounded the old, abandoned warehouse, with my motorbike parked a few blocks away. I adjusted the knife holders that's on my right and left leg. I also adjusted the gun that's in the waistline of my leggings. I heard a some noise and looked up ahead to see a truck backing up in the warehouse. I sneaked a bit closer and crouched behind a bush. The engine soon stopped and two men hopped outta the truck. I used the watch on my wrist to zoom into them. I had on these spy-type contact lenses on that helped zoom in and out of stuff. The watch of my wrist helped adjust the zooming, and man were they helpful.

Shit. These men were HUGEEEE. One looked Asian and the other guy was black. I couldn't help but snicker a little.

Rush hour😂.

"Bro, I'm telling you know, getting her in bed will be easyyyyy. She's so gullible and man does she have a big ass." The black gey said. "Tony, although you'll be able to get her in bed, I'm sure you won't even be able to make her cum." Ahhhh, so the black guy's name is Tony. He don't look like a Tony tho. "Fuck you." He snickered.

They begun to walk but soon stopped. "Why I feel like someone's watching us?" The Asian dude said. "Lee, stop being paranoid." Said Tony. Hm, Lee. Typical name for an Asian guy.

A/N: I'm not being stereotypical guys. Lee was the only Japanese name I could think of and I feel too lazy to search for one.😭.

"Na, I'm-" Lee was cut off by the sound of a gun fire. Obviously from me. I shot a barrel behind them. "Shit we're-" I cut Tony off by shooting him in the head. I walked a bit closer, so now I was just behind one huge tree not far from the street separating the forest from the warehouse. "Who's there?" Lee said, walking towards the street with his gun held in front of him. I could tell he was skilled by the way he was holding his gun. Too bad I had to kill this paranoid skilled dude. Without hesitation, I shot a bullet through his chest, making him instantly fall to the ground.

I blew out a breath and slid my ski-mask on my face. "Time to roll."

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End of Chapter.