Skullcandy

Part 2

M: 'Yo Lance.' 

L: 'Yo, are you somewhere private?'

M: 'Well I'm at the gym right now but yeah I think I'm alone.' 

L: 'At the gym? Dude, you're crazy it's 11 pm.' 

M: 'I prefer working out when it's quiet. But why are you calling?'

L: 'Lobster hasn't paid yet and there are rumors that say he isn't going to be able to. The police caught one of his biggest deals and he lost all the drugs man. So he's basically broke now.' 

M: 'How the hell can something like that happen?! How fucking stupid can he possibly be?! Everyone knows that you don't put all your money into one investment. I'm gonna kick his stupid ass so hard he wishes he has never even met me!' 

L: 'Okay, so we do what?'

M: 'We send a threat and wait. He ís going to give us our money. I'm pretty sure he can borrow money from one of his "friends".'   

L: 'Okay Razor, I'll see you tomorrow.' 

He must be with the others if he calls me Razor. The reason my nickname is Razor is because my first kill was with a Razor Blade. Yes, I used to hurt people with razor blades. Sounds crazy, I know.  "A real man uses his own guns instead of weapons."  That was my quote. I'm pretty good at assassinating if I say so myself. When I was younger and still working for Bazooka I always got those types of jobs. He called me Razor because I'd never need a gun. Man, I miss that dude. He was basically the dad I've never had. I'm still wondering where he is now. Maybe he's dead. Maybe not. I hope he isn't. 

My shirt is soaked with sweat and I think I'm just gonna take it off. I'll be showering in a bit anyways so, why not? I am just about to do some bench presses but a loud bang stops me from doing so. When I look over to my right I see the girl from this afternoon. She stares at the ground and her cheeks are slowly turning pink. Again.  'You're not the handiest person, are you?'   The giggle that escaped from her mound was one of the cutest sounds I've ever heard.  'Sorry no, I'm really really clumsy.'   She probably bumped into the weights which are now laying all over the place.  I watch her trying to pick up the heaviest one.  'Here, I'll help you.'  I carefully lay my hand over hers and help her pick up the weight.  'Um, thanks.'   Her eyes follow my body but stop when she sees that our bodies are dangerously close to each other.  'What are you doing here this late?'  She asks while she takes a step back.  'I could ask you the same question.'  She giggles.  'I just like it better when there is no one around.'  I reply.  'Really? I mean um, I just don't want anyone to see me fail all the time.'   She looks shy.  'Don't laugh!'  She shouts. She holds her hands against her cheeks. She actually might be the cutest individual I've ever encountered.  Her saying that obviously makes me laugh even harder.   'Hey, don't go.'  I say as she turns around, ready to leave the gym. She turns back towards me, our faces almost touching.  'I have your keys, you dropped them this afternoon. They're in my car though. So if you would like them back you should come with me.'  Her eyes widen.  'You ain't scared of me, are you?'   She nods her head telling me she is not but her facial expression says something else.  'I'll take a shower first. Don't worry it won't take long.'    

'Soo, what's your name?'  I ask as we're standing by my car.  'Arianna.'  She smiles. It looks cute, her smile. Just as everything else about her looks adorable. She looks so fragile.  'That's a beautiful name. But I'm just going to call you baby.'  I wink at her. She laughs but I sense that she is a bit weirded out and shy at the same time. Arianna is completely different from the type I usually dig but something about her makes her stand out. I have no idea why.  'So Arianna, there is a ball next week. Have you heard from it?'   She nods no.  'I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? A beautiful girl like you shouldn't be going alone.'  Her cheeks turn pink once again. I smirk, knowing that it is because of me. 'Okay. Are you sure? I mean, I'm not really confident so I don't think you really want to go with a girl who doesn't dare to do anything like dancing or yeah basically everything...'  She's probably right. The girls I usually hang out with all have an attitude.  But I just want to go with her. I want everyone to see that I, Mike McKnight am cool enough to have a girl this beautiful by my side. She's really hot. Like damn. 'I do.'  These are the only words I decide to say.  'Oh my god is this even real? Like, Mike wants me as his date? I don't think Chealsey will like this...'   She sighs with concern.  'Chealsey? She's probably the one who told you about me right?'  Her frightened eyes say enough. This bitch always annoys me. Arianna better not become friends with her.  'Chealsey and I are over, like we never really dated anyways. She needs to mind her own fucking business.'  Arianna takes a step back, scared of my actions. Scared of me. I like people being scared of me.  'I'll see you tomorrow beautiful.'   I whisper as I touch her chin really gently. I watch her shivering right as I step into my car and drive away.  Next week she'll be mine, I'll make her mine. She just needs to drink some alcohol and then I will probably just fuck her in my car or something. 

An annoying sound forces me to wake up.  This better be important. I actually already know that it's urgent because of the ringtone. 

M: 'Hello?'  

Never answer a phone with your name, not even when it's your friends who are calling. 

L: 'Razor, we are in big trouble, you need to help us!! I'll text you the address, be careful and come prepared. I gotta go now.'

A loud noise interrupts his sentence and the connection is broken. Great. I open my hidden safe on the right side of my bed and look for some weapons. I take some smoke bombs, two handguns, three knives, and a grenade. Kate is probably the best person to call right now. 

M: 'I need your help, Lance is in trouble and he needs backup. Are you coming?' 

K: 'Hi, Razor. Okay, yeah I'll be there at 3 Am. Should I bring...'

M: 'Yes, bring Adam and Giles.'

We all have been to the same school together. Well actually, they have. Bazooka trained me personally. He owned the school, but for some reason, he didn't want me to go there. His top students were the twins Adam and Giles and of course Kate.  He said that I was the best he's ever met other than himself. But Kate came pretty close. For a girl. She'd beat everyone. Except for me though. No one beats me. 

They show up in their work clothing. Kate looks pretty fine in her black latex suit. It suits her body really really nicely. But enough of that. I see the other boys looking at it too and it makes me laugh.  'What?'   She asks.  She sighs and nods her head.  'I mean, you look really good though.' Her voice was disturbingly cold when she spoke her next words.  'You still wanna keep your eyesight? Then shut the fuck up Razor.'  I roll my eyes.  'Gawd damn you savage gírl!'  Giles shouts.  'Okay, enough of this. We need to help Lance. He's in danger and we don't know what to expect okay? What I do know is that whatever it is, it's serious. Lance would never have called if he wasn't in some serious danger. So I say let's go, we'll do our research in the car.' 

I pull up with my special car. The car is bulletproof, which is really handy if you've got a job like me. 

'Okay, so we first go in with our smoke bombs. These glasses will protect us against the smoke and if I were you I'd wear these masks too. Then the shooting starts. We will only shoot if it's really needed. If it's not then use your knives. Then the hardest part begins: finding Lance. The reason we're here. We get Lance and his people who are marked with a swipe of blood on their hands in the form of my logo. When everyone is safe we blow up the whole building. Nobody fucks with Razor. Because I wíll fuck you up. Am I clear?' 

They all say yes and we split up. Let's do this.