Broken

Broken- Chapter fifty eight

2 years later

I sighed as I put my feet up on the coffee table. I review the file which held information about my new target. She was a scientist. I know...boring job right? Apparently she though so too so she started making and selling bombs to terrorists.

I see some papers on the table and I examine it. Just some plans for her new bombs...pathetic. Without looking up from her works I say, "You really should put your information on a computer. Paper is so last year."

Four women enter and I smile at them. They freeze in their spots and my target speaks, "Who are you?"

I laugh, "Does it really matter?"

"Look, take whatever you want just please don't hurt us."

I take slow strides towards them and frown, "Im not a burglar, I have way more class than that. I honestly didn't expect you all to be here." I sighed and smiled at them, "Knock knock."

They stay quiet and I repeat myself, "Knock knock."

My target trembles as she stutters, "Who's...who's there."

"Faith."

"Faith who?"

I shrug, "I don't really have anything to match the joke. But I do get to decide your faith."

I burst out laughing and wipe a fake tear just as my partner walks in. I put on a serious face and take one step foward, "I'm sorry but I have to kill you all...blame your friend, Tarah, here."

Tarah raises her leg to kick me and I duck, swinging my leg which causes her to fall. One of her friends try hitting me with her hand bag and I laugh, holding onto the handles and flipping her over.

Sean pulls put his gun and shoots another woman between her eyes. She falls to the ground, a pool of blood surrounding her. Tarah picks up a chair and smash it against me. I fall and hit my head, "Bitch!"

I stick my leg out and kick her. I pull put my dagger from my thigh strap and hover over her, the fear in her eyes making me smile. "Good night, sleep tight." I stick my weapon in her throat, blood splurting out and staining my face.

"Don't let the bed bugs bite," I smirk.

Target eliminated.

I spat the irony taste out of my mouth and stood up to my full height. Damn, I loved this outfit.

It had one more woman left and when I turned around, I saw her holding a knife. It was pointed at my face and I just laughed, "You're kidding right?"

I shook my head as Sean put a bullet through her head. "Sean...my outfit!"

He walked over to me and put his arm around my shoulder, "Sorry."

I pushed him away, "No you're not."

I didn't choose this life. I didn't want to senselessly murder people. I was forced into this life. If I had one wish...it would be to go back in time and belive Andrew.

But he didn't matter to me anymore. I was forced to forget about him. I head into the kitchen and grab and apple before looking at the bodies.

"Decide your faith," I laugh, "Classic."

I open the door and a boy looking around my age stares at me, eyes filled with horror. "Who...who are you?"

I look at him and take a bite out if my apple, "I'm the bitch that your mom warned you about when you were little. I got tired of hiding under your bed so...I'm moving out! Isn't that amazing?"

He looked at me before rushing past me and going into the house, "Mom?" Silence, "Mom?! Oh my goodness!"

He came out of the house and I raised my eyebrow at him, "You bitch! You killed my mother!"

"Your mother made bombs and sold it to terrorists. One of them were planning on blowing up Buckingham Palace...your fucking welcome."

He raised his hand to slap me and I caught it, "You almost made me drop my apple."

He spat in my face and I pulled my dagger out and had it at his throat in seconds, "I can kill you in over a gazillion different ways...don't mess with me."

He closed the door behind me, so no one can see us and puts his right hand on my weapon while backing up a bit so he can flip me over. He hovered hovered me and he was now the one with the dagger to my throat. I smiled, "Well played."

I kick him in his stomach making him stumble to the ground and before he had time to react and I pick up my dagger, walking up to him dangerously slow.

"No one...and I mean no one uses my dagger! You were going to kill me with my...no my dagger?! What the fuck! Find your own toy!"

I stick my weapon into his skull, more blood covering my exterior.

I get up from my kneeled position and dust myslef off. I enter the car where Sean is waiting on me and he takes in my appearance, fresh blood covering the dried ones.

"Drive quickly. A new episode of orange is the new black is showing and if I miss it...you're next."