Jokes On You (Veronica Lodge)

Chapter 8

Mustang is the worst person on this planet! Mustang makes Archie teacher-fucking Andrews look like an angel. If he's not talking about the women he has manipulated to have sex with him, he's talking about all the men he's killed. Serpents can kill, nothing's stopping them, but most don't gloat about their kills the way Mustang does.

Mustang describes the kills in detail. He remembers how he killed them, why he killed them, what they cried out when he put a weapon in their face. He's a dementented dude. Remembering all this stuff, and not flinching when describing it to someone, is something terrifying.

"How did you lose Serpent money to this guy Mustang?" I ask. If I'm fixing something he did, I want to know what I'm fixing. He looked at me and rolled his eyes before his attention returned to the road, but his description on how he killed this one guy didn't have one stutter because of my question. I'm not cleaning up after him if I can't know the mess he made.

"Seriously Mustang, what did you do? I'm not cleaning up your mess if you don't tell me what you did." I state. This is the one thing i'm sticking too. I'm not going to bring a knife to a gunfight.

"You're not cleaning up my mess. You are doing your mission," Mustang starts causing me to roll my eyes. He quickly turns the wheel driving us into the grass beside the road and shifts the car into park. I stare at him wide eyed before he slams his fist on the car behind me.

"Don't roll your eyes at me brat." He growled. I've never feared Mustang before, but being trapped in a vehicle by myself with him already having the upper hand, is kind of terrifying. However, I'm not going to let him know he's scared me.

"Listen old man. F.P. sent me to get back what you lost. Which happened to be Serpent money. So yes, I am cleaning up your mess," I counter back shoving him back onto the driver's side of the car. I didn't think he would actually budge, but he went back to his side.

"You may think you're all that because F.P. took you under his wing when your father broke the only rule of the Serpents, but you're not. You're going to use your stupid card tricks to get all the Serpent money this man has back. Understood." Mustang said. I didn't say anything, but he put the car in drive and got back on the road.

If I make it back to the Whyte Wyrm alive, I'm going to kill F.P. He sent me on a mission with a ticking time bomb. I pulled my cards out and began tossing cards around. Maybe if I just stick to my cards and keep my mouth shut Mustang will leave me alone.

"Nervous?" Mustang taunted. Did he really think I could do card tricks nervous? I'm a shaky mess when nervous, card tricks would never work if I was nervous.

"Nope, just practicing. I mean one of us has already messed up, I don't want to be the second one." I respond causing his knuckles to turn white. At least this time he didn't try to scare me into a corner.

He was silent the rest of the ride. He didn't tell me what I was walking into, or what to expect. So when he pulled into a parking lot and told me to get out, I got nervous. I mean he could be sending me into a death trap. Slowly I got out of the car. Before I could shut the door he sped off.

Still better driver than Queenie. God, I hope Queenie is okay. For all I know she could be dead right now. Well for all I know I could open that door and die. I have no idea what I'm walking into.

I take a deep breath and push all the thoughts to the back of my mind. My nerves have calmed enough for me to do card tricks again. I stare at the run down warehouse looking building before I began walking towards the door. The door looked so much bigger than me, when I put my hand up to knock it looked smaller than it did on a normal door, but nothing was different. Going in blind and doing this on my own, made me feel like a child.