The Heist

part four

Lauren smirked at Lucy as the phone rings, waiting for Veronica to pick up. She picked up after two rings, a stressed and exhausted voice echoing in the room.

"What have you done with Lucy?" Veronica questions worriedly.

"Nothing," Lauren says. "At least, not yet."

"Let her go!" Veronica pleads.

"I don't think so," Lauren chuckles. "I'm sure she's quite comfortable where she is, right Lucy?" The brunette screamed against the cloth, trying to struggle out of her bonds. Tears rolled down her cheek, a pained and fearful expression on her face.

"Lauren please," Veronica begs. "Please let her go."

"Okay," The paler girl says. "But my baby is going to have a little fun first."

"Your baby?" She sounds confused.

"Normani," Lauren can almost sense the fear coming from the brunette, even though her voice is projected from a speaker inside of a phone.

The older girl walks in, tossing a large knife back and forth between her hands. Lucy's eyes widen even more, the tears coming down faster. She squirms again, her screams loudly audible even from the cloth gagging her mouth. Normani looks pleased, shooting a look at Lauren.

"She's at her limit," The darker girl observes. "She might lose her mind."

"Make her then," Lauren commands. Normani smiles and approaches the girl slowly, the sound of her heels echoing in the distance. She runs her fingers down the blade, smirking. She straddles Lucy, bringing her face close to hers. She unbuttons the girl's shirt, trailing the tip of the knife down her stomach.

"Where should I start?" Normani asks, cocking her head to the side. "Your stomach, your arms, your legs - oh! How about your throat?"

"Mani," Lauren warns. "You can hurt her but you can't kill her."

"That's no fun," The brown girl pouts.

"Sorry mama," Lauren apologizes. "We can go out later and you can do as much as you want." The brunette smiles in response, turning her head back to the Columbian girl.

"I know where I'll start," The older girl jams the knife right into Lucy's shoulder, blood dripping down. She pulls it out and cuts her stomach multiple times. Normani drops between her legs, running her hands up each leg.

"This won't hurt a bit sweetie," She smiles innocently. "It'll hurt a lot." The knife is stabbed into Lucy's thigh, and she lets out a high pitched scream.

"Stop!" Veronica yells.

"She'll stop when I say she'll stop," Lauren turns to Normani. "Extra cuts every time Veronica pleads." Fresh screams fill the air as multiple cuts are sprouted across the Columbian girl's face.

The thing about Normani is this - she's an expert at torture and suffering. She knows every little place that hurts the most but won't kill you, so she'll attack that place. Those who experience her wrath lose their minds, especially ones who have her when she's in a bad mood.

You must be wondering how they got to this moment. Here's how.

Lauren approached Lucy, going by the name of Michelle Morgado. They bump into each other, and Lauren laughs as she helps the Columbian girl up.

"Sorry," She says sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. "Didn't see you there."

"No worries," Lucy promises.

"Hey," Lauren suggests. "Would you like to join me for some coffee."

"Oh I don't know," Lucy chuckles. "I have a lady back home."