bloodshed. || m.m (blackbear)

prologue ,

- Mat's POV -

"The fuck do you want?"

"That's no way to speak to your boss."

I rolled my eyes at his use of the word 'boss'. I continued to play with the butterfly knife in my hand,  running my fingertips gently across the blade.

"What do you want Rein?" I was already fed up with his shit. I could practically hear his disgusting grin on the other end of the line. 

"Number 42 on Bridge street." 

The words rung bells in my head. I'd heard of it before, possibly even been there.  "Yep sure."

"Wait, Mat."

His painful voice caused me to stop ending the call, listening to what ever he had left to say. 

"Don't fuck this up."

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As I pulled up I noticed the dingy-looking house, instantly sighing.  "You motherfucker." I cursed before stepping out of the car, throwing my cigarette on the pavement.

"Ben!" I sung out into the air, laughing at myself. I held my pistol loosely at my side, twirling it around my finger every now and then. 

I knocked a tune onto the door, waiting for him to open it. A rattle came from inside the house then turned completely silent again. 

I backed up a bit before kicking my foot harshly into the wooden frame, watching it drop easily.

"Come on sweetheart we've already done all this." I yelled out, knowing he could hear me. It would be nice to finally get rid of these pests once and for all. 

"I heard you were the last one. Sucks for you that I feel like being an asshole today." I began to look through the old house, kicking back furniture and objects of sort. 

"I had a whore coming at 12 and now I have to waste my time with you."  My head snapped towards the living room as a floor board creaked. 

I walked into the room and noticed the slight shake to the curtain. My feet carried me over heavily and pulled back the material, seeing the guy I was looking for. 

"God this truly is like a bad horror movie."  I cocked my gun and pressed it against his forehead. "if it makes you feel any better, you're the last one!" I said excitedly. "Yay!"

He stared at me with pure fear in his eyes, making me crack up. "Fuck you guys are pathetic." I pulled the trigger and watched his body fall back lifelessly.

"Shit." I muttered, noticing the blood that had sprayed against the white wall. 

Someone's going to have to paint over that.

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A/N

I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR THIS BOOK YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

I WILL STILL BE UPDATING MY OTHER ONE JUST A LOT LESS REGULARLY THAN THIS ONE I'M SORRY I STILL LOVE U <3

- tana xo