Tainted desires.

Chapter 2

The songs for this chapter are:

Ain't it fun - Paramore

Party on 5th ave - Mac miller

Demons - Imagine dragons

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Carter Hart Point of view.

"I'll do better can I please just get one more chance" I asked pleading her

"I am giving you another chance you just need to do better by the end of the week or I'm sorry but you'll have to be out" she said to me. there was a knock on the door and she looked behind my head

"oh I'm sorry there's my next client" I knew that was the nice way of telling me to leave. I turned around and walked out.

There was a girl with blonde hair, blue eye's and a hell of a lot of makeup, how typical. she bumped into me on her way in.

"Hey watch it" I said to her

"you might not want to talk to me like that I might be your replacement" she smirked at me

"I don't know why, you look like something that should be working the corner or maybe a pole" I said to her with a smirk creeping on my face and I walked out.

I quickly pulled our my phone unlocking it and calling the only person who I can be able to understand me right about now.

"Queen E is speaking" Eva cheerfully spoke up as I started walking towards my car.

"Ugh what an bitch I've been busting my ass for this job and this is what I get" I mumbled angry into the phone as I unlocked my car throwing my bag on the passenger side.

"Woah there tiger calm down and say that again in English please" my best friend Eva chuckled lowly

"God Ms. Underwood needs to get laid ASAP she said my story was boring." I frowned as I slid in my car Putting the key in the ignition "can you believe that?"

Eva said silent and knowing my best friend only time she's quiet is when she's lying or trying not to lie.

I cursed under my breath as I shook my head wow I can't believe it my work is boring

"Wow thanks E I can sure count on you" I rolled my eyes as I back out of the parking lot and started driving to my dorm.

"I'm sorry but she's not wrong you're a kick ass writer but it's just not it your face good like tmz" she said in a low voice before munching on what I suppose on chips.

"I'm a journalist I write the truth not Solange and Jay z fighting in a elevator" I angrily responded as I pulled in my parking lot.

"Well how about you let your wonderful best friend take you out and get you crazy drunk and them the next day after out hangover I'll help you think of a story" Eva squealed I could see her bouncing in her bed as we speak.

"No... No I don't think that's an good idea I'm not to up for body shots and dancing on table tonight" I laid back against my seat getting out my Ipad looking at the New York Times.

"C'mon Car! We been here for 3 months and you have yet to go out with me I miss you don't get all inmate on me" she said sadly as she munched on more chips

"What does that even mean" I turned off my laptop and got my stuff and started walking to my door getting out my keys as I laughed

"It means ill pick you up at Nine I love you so much bye!" She hung up before I could say anything I groaned out and unlock my door walking in preparing for tonight

I went straight to my closet. Looking though my clothes I haven't partied in forever I deserved a night to get black out drunk and make mistakes I smiled as I picked out the black dress it was a halter top dress of course. I walked to my bathroom and turned the shower on.

After 20 minutes I got out and put on the dress. I applied like make up like mascara, eyeliner and a little bit of foundation. Once I got done with that I walked out of the bathroom to pick out some heels. I picked out some black ones with red bottoms. I felt so sexy so bad tonight was gonna be fun By the time Eva arrived I was finally ready. she honked the on and I walked out locking my door.

"Uh oh Cray Carter is back" Eva said looking at me laughing loud as she twisted the ends of her hair.

I smiled thinking of the name I was called in high school "Hey, do you have directions there" I responded as I slid in the passenger side putting on my seat belt.

"uh sort of" she said quietly pulling out and driving down the street.

"how do you 'sort of' have directions" I said slightly squinting my eyes giving her my 'what the fuck' face.

"don't worry it shouldn't be too hard to find" she pulled out her phone looking at the gps made her way to our destination. An hour later we were still driving and I think we were running out of gas because I could see it was almost at E.

"Are you sure we're going the right way" I turned to her turning the radio off I was not happy and I was not gonna clap.

"no actually" she whispered

"what, I knew I shouldn't have came" I rolled my eyes angrily and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Carter chill plus I think I see a house over there maybe they'll know something" she pointed to a house that looked Beaten up and some where a serial killer would live.

"Okay whatever" I leaned but into my seat and pulled up into a the house. she put the car in park and unbuckled her seat belt.

"you stay here I'll go see if I can get some directions" she said as she put her hand on the door.

"no you stay here and I'll go get the directions, You've done enough trouble" I mumbled as i unbuckled my seatbelt before opening the door and getting out.

I walked up to the 2 story Beaten up house it was dirt everywhere the shutters were hanging off the and their was barely any paint if so it was chipped off and the stairs to get to the door wasn't better the one in the middle was broken though. God what did I sign up for, I walked up the one step and tried to do the third but God was not on my side my heel slipped off I let out of an frustrated sigh and grabbed my heel and walked up to the door I gaged sightly I wasn't even in the house but the smell off pot and found it way in my nose.

Great some stoners they will give us great directions. I placed my hand against the door sliding on my heel and of course the door couldn't handle my weight because it swung open Thank god I had already had my heel on or I would of fell in I coughed as a big wave of smoke was in front of me I walked in waving the smoke out of my face looking for someone.

Then the worst of the worst happened I felt the coldness of the gun press against my temple making my heart beat against my ribcage.

"Who the fuck are you" a low raspy voice spat rudely at me.

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