Kill Or Be Killed | Completed

Chapter 1

Beyoncé applied the black lipstick to her lips, getting ready for work. It was a Friday night, 11:30pm to be exact and in order for things to go as planned she needed to be leaving in 15 minutes.

"Are you going out or are you going to work?" Beyoncé's younger sister, Brianna asked coming into her room.

"Mind your business," Beyoncé said slipping on her heels.

"Be safe," Brianna said before going back to her room.

Beyoncé sighed looking at herself in the mirror of her vanity. She loved her little sister more that anything in the world, they were all each other had.

Their father went to jail when Beyoncé was 9, and when Brianna was 1. After their father left their mother stopped caring and turned to drugs, eventually dying. They were forced into the foster care system until Beyoncé turned 16 and decided to runaway with Brianna. She then met Jayceon who got her a job working under Robert, former drug cartel leader, and also, Gucci's father.

Robert thought Beyoncé wasn't reaching her full potential as a dealer so he promoted her to be a killer. After 4 years of training and torture she was finally able to be the very first female hit woman working for his drug cartel, and she still is. Most people knew she worked for Gucci but they didn't know she was the Ghost everyone feared mainly because they thought she was actually a he. The only people that really know who she really is are, Jayceon, Gucci, Robert, Brianna, Tommie, and a few other most trusted workers.

Beyoncé's phone dinged, snapping her out of her thoughts. She checked her iPhone X and seen she had a text from her best friend, Tommie.

Tommie🔪💕: Just arrived

Sent: Leaving now
11:40pm

Beyoncé grabbed everything she needed before going to Brianna's room, "I'm leaving, come set the alarm and lock the door, please."

Brianna got up following Beyoncé to the front door of her condo.

"Don't wait up for me, I love you, and call me if you need me," Beyoncé said kissing her forehead.

"I love you too, and be safe Bey," Brianna said hugging her tightly.

This was their routine every time Bey left for work.

"I will, I promise."

After Beyoncé left she got in her Black Maserati GranTurismo Convertible, heading to the club.

When she got to the club she spotted Tommie at the bar.

"Tommie!" Beyoncé yelled over the loud music.

"Bey! I got you some shots," Tommie said.

"Where are they?"

"I drunk them," Tommie laughed.

Tommie was probably the only person Beyoncé trusted besides Jayceon, and Brianna. She was recruited 3 months after Beyoncé and they've been attached at the hip ever since. Even though Tommie was crazy, bipolar, and a alcoholic she was very smart. Tommie was the mastermind behind almost every executed plan done at the trap.

"You ain't good for nothing," Beyoncé laughed with her then ordered 3 shots of a Kamikaze.

After her 3 shots she felt relaxed.

Beyoncé, and Tommie danced, and laughed for a good hour and a half until she felt it was time to get the job done.

"Your boy has been drinking all night, he's gonna be easy," Tommie said.

Beyoncé looked at the VIP section and seen her target, he was beyond drunk. It made Beyoncé laugh.

"I'm gonna go ahead and get this over with," Beyoncé said.

"Alright, I'm gonna head home. Let me know when you get home." Tommie said.

"Text me when you get in too, love you," Beyoncé said.

"Love you too babes."

After Tommie left Beyoncé watched the guy who stole $200,000 dollars worth of drugs from Gucci. Eventually he got up stumbling to the bathroom and that's when Beyoncé made her move. Since this was pre planned Beyoncé knew where every camera was and how to avoid them. Also Tommie may have did a little hacking and disabled the cameras.

"You know you shouldn't get drunk when there's a hit on you head," Beyoncé said from behind him.

Before he could turn around Beyoncé put her knife to his throat slitting it. She then pulled a small tube from her purse that was filled with a poison that would kill him instantly.

"I could've shot you but, what's the fun in that? Well it was nice meeting you, I'll see you in hell," Beyoncé laughed looking down at him.

After she cleaned up her mess she walked back to the main area of the club, texting Gucci.

Sent: Just got off work
1:45am

Boss: Bet

That was their code for saying the deed was done without being too obvious.

Beyoncé went back to the bar to get another drink to celebrate with herself. Just as the bartender handed her, her drink, shots went off.

Fuck! Beyoncé thought.

She had been in many shootouts before so she wasn't scared like everyone else, she also didn't fear no man or woman. She pushed through everyone trying to get to her car.

"Aye bitch you work for Gucci," a guy said pointing a gun at Beyoncé in the parking lot.

"Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?" Beyoncé asked nonchalantly as if there wasn't a gun pointed at her.

"Tell your boy Gucci, East and his boys coming for him," the guy said before shooting Beyoncé in her side and running.

"Fuck! Your a bitch ass nigga and your mom's a hoe!" Beyoncé yelled holding her side trying to get to her car. Just as she got to her car she felt her body giving out. As much torture, pain, and training she's been through she wasn't understanding why her body was giving out. Before she could open her car door, her vision became blurry and everything went black.

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