QUIETUS (Book One)

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"I thought you'd never call," she chuckles over the phone.

"Three words, buying or selling?" I ask.

"One word baby girl, partnership. I will pick you up at 6pm, wear your favourite bikini we are going for a midnight swim later on."

"I'd prefer skinny dipping." I smile then hang up.

I sit and wait for the day to end so that I can go back home and get ready. I look at my watch and it's 4:10pm time to go shave my legs.
I walk back to my parents' place, I tell them I will be at my best friend's place for a few days because why not? I take a cab to my boyfriend's place because his tub is bae.

"How's my princess?" He gets up from the sofa as I walk in to the apartment, "what's for today?"

"I HAVE A DATE."

"And so?"

"I AM SHAVING MY HAIRY LEGS" I keep shouting.

"And so?"

"STFU MORON, YOUR VOICE IS SO DISGUSTING I MIGHT SWALLOW THE SHAVING CREAM BY ACCIDENT ON PURPOSE."

"I LOVE YOU TOO." I hear him scream back and the door slam. Our relationship is strictly business.
He is my drug lord and I am just the girl with the guns. They call me ammo and blades because I kill better and faster with the two in my hands.
I am like the bodyguard but a trader as well. I mean when I am not killing all I have to do is get up and sit on the table and it's a done deal. Men love the view. They are obsessed with things that fit their imagination.
My boyfriend is gay in front of my parents because that's the only way to have them allow me to be around him because, well you know when D-amn is involved. Anyways, I apply my shaving cream then get out to go to the kitchen, naked.

"JESUS CHRIST, BELLA PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!" I hear babe scream. I laugh

"Never seen a naked girl with shaving cream on?" I ask.

"We have guests!" He turns to Matt and Joshua; our fellow gang members.

"They watch porn, they see naked bodies. I just lack big tits, so commes des fuck down." I walk to the fridge to grab something to drink.

"Your girl myst be really insane and extremely horny to walk around the house like that." Joshua looks at me and laughs. "I wonder what that mouth do in bed though"
I smirk.
It's never a good thing when I smirk.
I reach for a kitchen knife on the counter and aimed at his left thigh.

"YOU PYSCHO LOSER! WAS THAT NECESSARY?" he turns his attention to his left thigh, I aim another knife at his right thigh and shoot. He falls to the ground, blood dripping to the cold wooden floor, staining every block of wooden tile.

"You asked me what this mouth do?" I walk up to him, I take my left index finger and pressed it on his right thigh, making sure I get a drop or slurp of blood on my finger, "this mouth, knows how to lick." I lick the blood off my finger, "the blood of the people that piss me off,"