Trying To Love An Angel (Mindless Behavior Fan Fiction)*Currently being edited*

Chapter 2: Lost in thought...

Chapter 2: Lost in thought…

(‘Indiana’ pov)

I reached for my gun from around the waist of my pants. I spat out blood onto the floor and kicked over her motionless body, she could only move her eyes, she stared at me with fear in her face and pleaded for her life as a tear slipped out of her eye. My top lip twitched to the side and I pointed my gun at her and my finger pressed the trigger. BANG! With no hesitation, remorse or feeling I shot her. I stared down at her. Blood trickled down from the bullet wound that was in her head.

“HAHA! Bitch had it coming, don’t fuck with the D&D!” Nichole yelled and laughed excited.

I looked back at Nichole with no expression on my face. Is she for real? Getting’ all excited over a kill, this is my day job. I scrunched my face at her and she ignored me and walked off. I looked on the body and sighed. I wasn’t feeling guilty or anything but I was fed up of Nichole lingering around me like a bad smell! Sometimes I feel like ripping her preppy head off. I squatted down next to the dead girl and moved some hair that fell onto her face; it’s a shame because she actually thought she could kill me. Oh well.

I grabbed my gun and walked out of the old warehouse. 

“Nick! Were done here, come on!” I yelled. I took out my phone and texted Kendall that I had done the job. 

“NICHOLE! COME ON!” I yelled again getting mad. “I’m not going to wait for your slow ass any longer...” I continued. I groaned loudly. This bitch is getting me vex! I walked around the warehouse to look for her and saw her sat down on the ground at the back. She was gazing out at the sunset in a daze. She turned her head and looked up at me for a second and then looked back at the sunset.

“Didn’t you hear me call you?” I yelled loudly.

“How did we all get like this?...” she asked sheepishly.

“Umm… what are talking about?” I asked frustrated.

She turned her gaze back to me.

“How did you become this heartless killer?” she asked again.

I knew she wanted to have a deep conversation on why I get a sick thrill off slitting people’s throats but I’m not into this concerning crap so I decided to play it off.

 "Are you high?" i asked folding my arms across my chest.

She gave a look showing me she wasnt joking around. I sighed I gave her the simplest, flat out answer. 

“I guess it’s always been inside of me. I’m fucked up basically, ever since I was born I just…” I trailed off deep into thought of my past. “-I just… was a messed up reject,” I said in a daze. I snapped out of it and looked down at Nichole, who was trying to read my facial expression. I quickly changed to my normal unfazed face.

(Nichole pov)

I looked up at Indiana’s face in concern. I saw a glimpse of some emotion in her eyes but before I could read what it was she blocked it off and her eyes changed back to her normal, cold and fearless glare. “Now get your ass up, before I shoot you too!” she said, as she walked off. I had a feeling that she was only half joking, so I sighed and jumped up off the floor and dusted myself off.  think I just saw a hint of humanity in Indiana and I think this might be the first and last time I ever will…

(Indiana pov)

I left Nichole and walked off to the car. She soon caught up, following me like a lost puppy again. When we got in I threw my gun in the compartment and drove off. Once we got to ‘the house’ Nichole got out of the car and slammed the door shut. I looked up in the mirror at myself and saw a small cut on the top of my lip from the girl who I killed earlier. I'm not going to lie she put up a fight. Suddenly my thoughts trailed off...

*Flashback*

"Your ugly face doesn't deserve to even be in my presence!!" Victoria yelled. 

"Now what? Your gonna tell your dead momma or your unknown daddy on me!?!"

"Shut up!" she said through clenched teeth.

Victoria laughed and looked back at everyone. "Excuse me what?" she said loudly.

Anger fully took over Malaikas body and she lost all control. "I SAID SHUT UP OTHERWISE I'LL MAKE YOU!" Malaika yelled loudly.

Victoria continued to laugh and then stopped. "Oh please don't kid yourself hun!" she said.

 Everyone snickered around the scene.

*End of Flashback*

I guess they never expected I’d do anything. Well they got that wrong, After I Jumped on Victoria they all knew that this wasn’t going to end well and it didn’t. I left her unconscious in a puddle of her own blood and I would of continued if that stupid teacher wouldn’t of stopped me. I snapped out of my thoughts and took out m gun and put it in the waist of my pants and covered it over with my shirt. I came out of the car and walked inside and was greeted to loud music blaring out. All the lights were off apart from the one in the living room. I walked into the room and saw this girl dancing in a skimpy outfit around this guy who as sat down on the sofa. They hadn’t noticed me. It was obvious what was going to happen next.

 As I walked out I rolled my eyes and continued upstairs. I walked through the hallway of rooms and finally got to mine at the end. I shut the door and out my gun in my bedside draw with my drugs and other things in. I collapsed onto my bed and looked up at the ceiling, the question Nichole asked me earlier creeped into my head. After I been kicked out by Keisha and lived out on the streets I learned a lot, especially how to fend for myself. I stole my adoption documents last time I put into care and found out my real name was Indiana, and started to use it. And eventually I fully closed off my emotions; I don’t give a fuck about anyone or anything anymore. The only thing I know how to do is killing, and I’m pretty good at it too.

 “Damn I need a drink” I groaned and reached under my bed to get out my bottle of Vodka I stole a few days ago. I picked it up and opened it then knocked it back. Suddenly Joe busted into my room with a grin on his face. I’ve heard that he tries to rape girls here so I was prepared to get him out.

“What the fuck do you want?” I yelled.

“You know what babe,” he slurred.

 I looked at him like he grew another head. He was drunk and he thought he was going to get some from me? I knocked back another mouthful of Vodka and got up. He stepped further into the room and grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him. He stunk of weed and alcohol.

"comee onnnnn!" he said as he swayed from side to side.

As he looked at me like I was some meat, I looked back disgusted as he licked his lips. Hell no. I twisted my arm and postion so I was now grabbing him and pinned him to the wall with his hand twisted behind him.

“Don’t even fucking move or I’ll fucking slit your throat painfully and slowly while you wished you never even tried to approach me, you hear?” I threatened through gritted teeth. I threw him out of my room and locked my door.

Let him go mess with the other hoes in this house.