My Masked Assassin

Chapter Twenty Six: 2 Sons & 1 Girl...

I wasn't in the mood to die today so with the increase blood flow rushing to my head I tried to think, how can I stall for afew extra minutes before someone came back here and found us?

My eyes were pressed down shut due to the pain but I force one open and look around, in a blur I see the two brothers on the floor looking up at their mother.

And with the last remnants of air in my lugs and I force out through my closed throat, "You guys better rush outta here with what you can before the cops catch you. Ditch your mom and flee!"

As the blackness surrounding my vision began to grow I feel the grip on my neck loosen and I gasp for sweet glorious air.

My strangler jerks me around to face her and growls in my face, "What are you on about, slut!?"

I supressing my smirk.

"Me and your son's are working together! I'm their secret lover and we had a deal to set you up and get rid of you while we flees with the goods." I confidently lied straight through my teeth.

"WHAT!?" All three criminals in the room cried out.

"Ma! She's lying-"

"You good for nothing, ungrateful, inbreds!!!"

"Inbreds?" One of them questions.

In her rage she loosens her grip on me. I grab onto her arm with both my hand and lift my feet up, arch my knees back up to my head and kick her in the neck! The force of which shot me back and out of her arms.

She's tumbles back into the back wall, trying to breathe. I contemplated karate chopping her neck and cutting off circulation or blocking her windpipes but the woman was so THICC around the neck that the only way to get to any sort of organ was a forceful kick.

I land on the brothers with a thud right at doorway. I immediately push myself up but several hands reach up and pull me back down, like a nightmarish situation of demons hands reaching up and pulling an unwanted soul down to hell.

I feel two arms arm around my torso, one cups my head and the other "accidentally" squeezing tightly against a boob.

I've experienced worse...

"Since you made the bold claim of being our lover, why don't we make it official?" A grimy voice whispered in my right ear.

I barely react to the threat because deep down, a small tiny part of me got ever so slightly excited.

I know, I'm disgusted with myself as well...

As their mother was basically choking just a few feet away from them, one of them turns my head to face him and was about to jamb his tongue into my mouth when-

"Not today, motherfucker!" A leg sweeps down and kicks him clear away from me.

And as the leg that kicked one of the brothers came down I looked up in mild annoyance.

"Took you long enough, Tomass!"

"SHE'S OVER HERE!"

I feel strong confident arms wrap around me and yank me up, then next thing I know the leg that had just kicked one of the brothers was now pressed down on the neck of the other brother that was just a few moments ago lying underneath me.

As I look down at the vivid green boots pressed down on the abused brothers neck, I look up and say, "Nice boots, they new?"

"Just got 'em today. Was the reason why I came over to your place, to show them off." I see the violent murderous glee on Tom's face as he pressed down on the guys neck.

He had one arm wrapped tightly around me, my body pressed flushed up again his strong frame, his scent enveloping me.

"Urgh! You smell sweaty!" I complain and push back against him. Despite that I smirk, he must've been frantic and raced over here with help, despite his carefree demeanor.

"That's what you get for not asking for consent!" He mocked, lifting his feet up finally, the brother just on the brink of passing out.

Then as if regaining his composure Tom eyes me up and down and grabs both my shoulders to make me face him.

"Bitch, you better not be hurt. I am in no mood to play nurse this hot afternoon"

"Pfft!" I couldn't help but burst out in a giggle. I feel my chest grown warm as my appreciation for Tom grew tenfold in size at that very moment. I cherished this man, truly and deeply. And I couldn't imagine my life without him.

I tilted my weight to the side and watch Tom slightly panic and lunge forward to preemptively catch me.

"Hehe!" I snicker at him. "Now carry me home, peasant!"

I stretch out over his outstretched arms and fling my legs in the air in a sense of valour and grandeur.

Tom just paused for a moment and looked at me with a deadpan face and expression.

"I am SO tempted to deadass drop your ass and let you fall" he said.

"But you won't," I say sassy, even going so far to lightly tap and bop him on the nose.

I hear a low feral grow erupt deep within his chest and I feel a primitive spark light within me.

No time to get horny! Get your shit together slut!

I shake the thought from my head and just chalked up my reaction to me not having finished my business with Chad...

"OH MY GOD-CHAD!!!" I suddenly screech.

I jump out of Tom's arm and frantically look around.

"Relax," he said to me in a monotone voice. "Loverboy is outside getting treated by the paramedics." He said while gesturing outside the store with his thumb.

I breathe a sigh of relief and hold a hand up to my chest.

"Now to get you home so you can rest as well," Tom adds cautiously. "Up you go!" He bends over and literally carries me back up again and proceeds to exit the building.

And for some odd reason I was not self conscious of being carried out bridal style when just afew moments ago I was mocking him and demanding for it.

Maybe it was because I just realized how it might look if I came out of an active crime scene being carried by a man, I don't mean to sound like feminist trash but-

*Whoosh!*

Tom suddenly out of nowhere blew in my ear and I violently twitched at the assault.

"AH! WHY!?!?" I cry out.

"You were beginning to overthink things, and that's never good." He says with a stupid smug grin.

I squint my eyes at him.

"You know me a little too well..." I comment.

He huff's out a weak chuckle, "You have no idea..." He says solemnly.

And before I could process and start thinking about his words he jerks me to the side and begins bolting down the street.

"Heads up!" He yells, "I think Sally saw you and she might begin chasing after-"

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE JINX!!!"

"RUUUUUUNNNN!!!" I screamed at him.

And we both laugh our asses of as we tried to escape the screaming banshee that is the police chief who was hot on our trail...