Minty Fresh Assassin

Winking




Here's chapter 3 (:



















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Bella's POV

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I tore past the bastard attempting to harm my innocent little sister and rushed to Angelica. After




a quick once over to make sure she suffered no serious injury, I pushed her behind me and turned




to face the man at the mouth of the alley.




'Yum,' was the first thought that flew through my head as I scanned quickly over his body. Long




legs covered in dark blue jeans, a tight fitting t-shirt that allowed me to see tantalizing hints of his




abs beneath, and oh my god. His face. His face was perfect. Plump, soft-looking lips curved into a




smirk, a strong nose. This boy was a god. But his eyes were what were most shocking of all. A light




steel color, they seemed to peer into my very soul and unravel the mess I am.




'Whoops, no time to think about how yummy he is now.'




Readjusting my stance to make myself seem more intimidating, I spoke.




"What the hell do you think you're doing to my little sister. Are you a pedofile? God, what kind of




sick person would take a young girl into an alley?! You're such a creep! I'm calling the police right




now."




I reached into my back pocket to pull out my phone. I scarcely had the first number dialed before




I felt warm, smooth fingers close around my wrist.




"It would be in your best interest not to do that sweetheart," a low, sexy voice murmured in my




ear.




I look up at him just in time to catch him wink at me. 'Whoa, wait, what? He was all the way over




there! How did he get over here?!' My mind is blown at how quickly this mysterious boy has




moved. I don't realize that my eyes have closed to help me think better.




When a sudden gust of cold air hits my wrist, my eyes pop open and I gasp. Sexy Boy is no where




to be seen. And, I soon realize, neither is my phone.













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Derricks POV

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Confusion is clouding my thoughts as I watch the girl attempting to be ferocious at the other end




of the alley. Wasn't she just fighting me? And wearing jeans and a tank top? None of which were




pink I might add. Had she done a quick change because she had my partners blood on her?




Yet, the person standing in front of me looked exactly like her, but this girl looked like a pack of




bubblegum had puked on her and then covered her in sparkles.




There was something different about the pink, sparkly fairy standing in front of her little sister,




apparently. I just couldn't quite put my finger on it.




Sighing internally, I finally noticed that her mouth was moving at a very rapid pace and that I had




been tuning her out the whole time.




"...creep! I'm calling the police right now."




I heard the last part of her rant and noticed that her hand was pulling a phone out of her back




pocket. The phone was, you guessed it, pink and it was bedazzled with rhinestones.




Before her finger hit the first number, I was in motion. Sprinting the few yards between us, I




reached her quickly and grabbed her wrist, slipping her phone out of her hand without her




noticing.




"It would be in your best interest to not do that, sweetheart."




I spoke close to her ear, making my voice husky and soft. I felt a subtle shiver run through her




body where it was pressed against mine. Making sure she sees me, I wink at her before running




out of the alley.













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A/N: if mild language offends you, this story will not be for you.