Chapter 5

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"So, Killer who have you killed again?" Someone from one of the jail cells asked. I was known here like a celebrity but I never really knew what the names of the other jail people were. I never actually gotten a jail mate either because the first time I came here I ended up killing my jail mate since he was acting all arrogant and like he ruled this place. Some others said he was impossible to beat, I pretty much beat the crap outta him, which just ruled out him being impossible to beat. Ever since then I had my fair share of fame and no one ever wanted to be my jail mate, which was a good thing because I hate sharing.

"Shut the fuck up!" I hissed.

It was silent for some time until the guards came and started opening the doors to let us out to the courtyard. A boy named Alan tagged along with me. He was stuck in prison because of street fighting. He was the only one who dared to come up to me and actually talk to me after my first jail incident and I admired him for his bravery. Another thing was that he was also like a brother to me but from others eyes we were only ‘acquaintances’. Plus I literally beat up anyone who troubled him.

“Anyone trouble you lately?” I asked letting warmth slip into my voice.

“Nope. They always know you’re coming back time to time.” He answered with a grin. I chuckled and nodded.

“Tell me… anything new?” I asked once more. He was also like an informer for me.

“Well I heard a mafia has arrived in town…” He answered with a frown lowering his voice.

“I know.” I answered back, “Okay scram and have fun.” He nodded and walked off to his buddies.

After a few minutes I heard a new voice, “Aww Killie gonna miss her boyfriend?”

I turned around to face Ryder and raised an eyebrow, “Are you jealous?” I said in a taunting voice. He was an annoying asshole who obviously thought that I had no talent what so ever even though I had beat him in a fight he never gave up.

“Pfft not even close…” He said rolling his eyes.

“You know, you can tell me if you want.” I said smirking.

“I don-“ He tried to say but was cut off by my cold tone.

“Or you can leave before I end up murdering you in front of everybody here.” Ryder’s eyes widened in fear but he stood his ground.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” He yelled. Everyone’s eyes turned to us.

“Sweetie but I just did tell you what to do.” I said with a smirk still on my lips.

He swung a punch at me and I easily dodged his punch, “Oh so sweetie you wanna fight dirty too? I don’t mind.”

This only seemed to infuriate him even more because he tried to punch me one more time. I grabbed his wrist midair and twisted it behind his back in a painful way and threw him onto the floor. He yelped and tried to get his wrist from my strong grasp, “Say sorry.” I said in a taunting voice.

“No.” He said.

 I twisted his wrist more painfully, “What did you say?”

“No.” He said gritting his teeth. I sighed and I heard a satisfying crack.

I got up and saw Ryder cradling his wrist, “Listen to me next time. Or it will be worse.” He nodded and I walked away with a smile, “Nothing to look at.” Every immediately looked away. Alan smiled at me and I winked.

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