She Lusts For The Kill~ Caminah (G!P)

Falling Into Her Trap

The next morning comes around and Camila is cuddling close to me. Her bare chest against my ribs. I kiss the top of her head. She lets out a content noise and I smile.

I gently move her head that is on my shoulder, gently and slowly before slipping out of bed. I stretch my arms over my head and began to go on a manhunt for my boxers.

No, we didn't have sex yet. We just enjoy sleeping in the nude. Trust, though, I want to with the little tease, but when she's ready.

After finding my underwear, I head to the bathroom for my daily morning routine. When I emerge from the bathroom, Mila was sitting up, stretching and yawning, her bare chest exposed to me.

I chuckle, "G'morning, beautiful. Get dressed for hell." I throw a t-shirt to her to cover herself.

She gives me a suggestive look, "Or...we can stay in and have some fun?" As tempting as it sounded, I refuse, "Nuh-uh, get dressed, now."

I keep a stern face as she makes her way out of bed and over to me. Did I mention the t-shirt was hers and it only covered her upper body.

I keep my gaze towards her face. "No teasing. I have something planned for today," I say. She tilts her head to the side cutely, "What is it?"

My lips curl into a sick smile, "Just bring your knife just in case." She happily throws on some clothes in record time.

She went with a long sleeved, black and pink dress with all white converse. She joins me in fixing her hair, putting it in a messy braid then added light makeup.

She looks so innocent. Ha. I grab my black tank top with some dark blue jeans and my black and yellow Jordan's. I brush my hair out before placing a matching snapback on.

We stand side by side, my arm over her shoulder. "We look cute." "Of course we do, Dinah. I mean, I'm cuter." I playfully punch her face and she giggles, "Let's go!" She says, pulling me.

"Wait, aren't you forgetting something?" She looks confused for a second then smacks her forehead, "Oh! Hold on!" She rushes to her room to retrieve the sharp, pink handled knife.

I smile, "Ready, now?" She nods and stretches up to kiss me, "I love that my l craziness rubbed off on you." I smile again and take her hand.

We literally skip all the way to school, probably looking ridiculous to passing cars and pedestrians, but we didn't give a fuck. When we reach the front doors, we immediately receive snickers and stares.

I just flick everyone off as we pass by. "Chee Chee that's mean!" She hits my arm with her pink backpack. I shrug and we continue down the hall.

She starts heading in the direction of her class and I stop her. She tilts her head to the side, "I have to go to class, DJ," I shake my head, "No, we have work to do," I say, dragging her to the back entrance of the school.

We get outside, and sit under this old tree Indian style. I pull out my phone and start texting Kylie.

To Kylie: Meet me at Niles and 4th after school for a 'special' time.😉

Camila was looking over my shoulder and slaps me, "The fuck was that for?!" She stands up and stomps her foot, "You're really gonna go fuck that basic bitch right in front of me?!"

I also stand, towering over her, showing her my phone. "Look, crazy ass, it's a setup. Send Arthur or whatever his name is something like that and give him this address."

She furrows her brows, "Why?" I smirk and look at her back pack on the ground. "There's a reason I told you to bring your knife."

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We crouch down in our hiding spot, behind an old bookcase. Waiting patiently for our targets with our weapons; her knife and a bat. She has this crazed look in her eyes, knife positioned to cause damage.

I lower her arm and shake my head, "No, princess, we wait." She gives a sad pout, but only nods.

A few minutes go by and they finally walk into the old warehouse. I can hear the footsteps echoing throughout the small, abandoned house.

"God, it stinks in here," I hear the grimace in the girls voice.

The footsteps stop shortly when I hear a male voice, "Yeah, fucking reeks. Camilla? Where are you?" I hear Camila growl beside me and I place a hand on her lower back. "Easy, girl," I whisper.

"Diiiinnaahhhh?"

I hate the way she drags my name. When I hear them walking pass us, We creep out and stood behind them.

With one giant swing, I hit ol' boy in the head, knocking him out instantly. Kylie screams, rushing to the door. Camila, yelling, jumps on her back, wrapping her arms around her neck.

Kylie tries fighting her off, but my baby just squeezes tighter. Kylie bangs her back against the wall. Camila doesn't wince, instead holds tighter.

"Get...off...me...you...psycho!" She says in between hard gasps. Chancho only laughs, "All the best people are crazy!"

They trip over Austin's unconscious figure making Kylie drop to her knees. Mila bears teeth, grunting while trying desperately to put her to sleep.

She crawls while the smaller girl continues her borderline murderous advances.

Kylie's eyes start fluttering close as she gasps for air, though Camila doesn't let up. "Baby girl?" I say in a gentle voice. Not loosening her hold, she looks up at me with wild eyes.

I tilt my head up, crouching down, "We need her alive, yeah?" The gasping does down, leaving Camila's heavy pants.

When the girl falls slack against the rotting wood floor, Camila lets go, standing up, and fixing her dress. I smile in satisfaction as she makes her way towards me.

I say, "Get the chairs and rope, we're gonna have a little fun." She gives me a crazy smile, picking up her knife and tapping the end. "Can't wait, Chee Chee."

-Shit only gets crazier and more fucked up from here, y'all...