The Neighborhood

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3:22 AM The Previous Night.

Keith's POV

I watched her intensely, her breathing low and steady. Slowly, I untangled myself from the girl carefully so I wouldn't wake her. My breath hitched in my throat quietly as she stirred slightly before going back to her deep slumber.

I sighed deeply as I ran my hand over my face before slipping on a all black hoodie and some black joggers with, of course, black slides. I yawned loudly coming down to the basement. Finally out of ear shot of Nyna.

Unlocking the heavy door, I pushed it open as it created a deep creaking vibrato hoping it didn't reach her. Cautiously, I scanned the rows of weapons trying to decide which one I should take. The weapons ranged from guns all the way to chemical gas that I hid away from the government and family to even a few grenades and mines. But at the time being, I just needed something simple yet something that'll get my point across. A wide grin painted my face as I took the dragon dagger that had a soft curve at the tip, knowing it'll be a clean yet painful slice on the flesh- taking quite a time to heal from a slash like this.

This'll do.

The cold brisk air stung against my cheeks as I closed and locked the door behind me. I stood there for a few, going over the plan before making the journey across the street.

I believed what I was doing had to be for the best for her. From this point on everything I did was for my baby no matter what she may think of this.

That's when she finds out.

I shook my head at the thought becoming even more determined. She's not going to find out about this, any of this.

My phone vibrated through the deep jogger pocket, snapping me out of my thoughts. Digging the electronic out I gazed at the caller ID before picking it up.

"Is everything set," I urged before he can give me a proper greet as I was already standing by her house.

"Yes sir, She knows that Mr.P is supposed to be arriving now," he confirmed.

I nodded even though I knew he couldn't see me. After we said our farewells I rung the doorbell leaning on the wall. Not even a minute, the door swung open, revealing Michelle in a silk robe likely nothing more than that. She probably thought it was going to be more than just a transaction.

Her expression looks bewildered and startled nonetheless she let me in. "Uhm, I'm sorry I was just expecting someone else. He should be here soon but it's clear that he's running late," she went on while I scanned the place like I usually do.

My eyes found a gray and black Adidas duffel bag that laid carelessly on the side of the sofa. The bag was slightly ajar giving me the opportunity to see the glimmer of hundreds stored inside. I nodded at her words my jaw clenched.

She really planned on giving her daughter away to the system. Furious couldn't describe what I was feeling. I took deep breaths to see if it'll ease my nerves as the thought of Nyna crossed my mind as well, luckily it did or this place would've been a blood bath.

Her steps came closer from behind me soon feeling her hands rub up and down my back in a attempt to obviously seduce me but only making me feel revolt.

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable on the couch and tell me what brings you here so late in the morning," she whispered in my ear, pulling me towards the couch.

I counted the seconds as I slowly succumb to the couch cushion, her left leg placing themselves over my hip. Fiddling with the hem of my shirt as she licked her lips.