Ariana
February 2nd
I finish showering turning the water off, opening the shower curtain. I grab a towel wrapping myself in it, the door opens to grayson with his phone to his ear "We have a job, get ready" he tells me, I nod walking past him to my room. I slip on some jeans with a black hoodie. I get myself completely ready, then I walk down the steps finding grayson in the kitchen "What are we doing?" I ask looking at the clock, showing 3:00 am "We have some people to deal with, I guess they tried ripping Ethan off" he explains grabbing his coat then walking outside in the bitter cold. I follow behind him getting in the car, he starts the car handing me a gun and a knife "This makes me nervous everytime" I state looking down at the knife and gun in my lap.
I pick the knife up looking at it, anytime I start thinking about the people I've killed I start to feel angry. I'm mad at myself for killing people I don't personally know, I hate that I ever even had to kill anyone. I sigh deeply looking out the window at the snow covering the ground "Do you ever feel bad? About hurting people" I ask he looks over at me shaking his head, I gulp "I do, it hurts to think about it. It's like a constant reminder of this fucked up person I've become" I spill my thoughts to him, he turns his head back to the road taking a deep breath "You aren't a fucked up person ari, this is life. Others don't do what we do, that doesn't make this job not normal. We just work harder for more money than other people would" he says almost as if he is trying to say that killing is okay.
I look down at my hands taking a deep breath "This isn't normal grayson, at all" I tell him "Are you saying you don't want to do this anymore?" He furrows his eyebrows pulling up to a house, I shrug putting my head down "If so tell me, I can easily replace you. I know I told you can never leave this job, but I'm giving you your chance. So if you are just in your feeling and shit get out of them, stop acting like a bitch" he says with no shame. I bite down on my lip opening the car door getting out, he walks up to the house banging on the door. I walk up to him quickly "What are we doing at someone's house?" I whisper, he bangs harder on the door "Grayson" I pull him by his shoulder "Did I not tell you?" He squints "They tried ripping my brother off" I scoff "That doesn't give you any right to kill the damn person" he pushes me into the door making a loud sound.
"Stop acting like my fucking mother, you are my partner. The person I fuck when I'm horny, not my damn therapist" he yells at me, I jump slightly from fear. He shoves me to the side kicking the door in, I look around trying to make sure no one seen that. I follow him in the house looking around, it's nice the people that live here must be wealthy "Follow me" he calls down from the top of the stair case, I walk up the stair case stopping in front of him. He puts his finger over his mouth basically telling me to be quiet. Moaning comes from a room down the hall, he follows the noises opening a door "Holy shi-" a guy gets off of a girl with blonde hair, the girl screeches grabbing the wet sheets covering herself "Oh don't flatter yourself no one is looking at you" I roll my eyes at her pulling my gun out "What are you doing in my house" the guys speaks, grayson chuckles walking toward him.
"Well, you remember that guy you bought coke off of?" Grayson slides his hand in his pocket pulling a knife out, the guy looks at the knife with fear "Y-yes" he stutters looking at the girl sitting in his bed with tears running down her face "YOU TOLD ME YOU QUIT" She screams at him, I shake my head pointing the gun at her "You lied!" She shouts, he looks down to the ground sighing "I didn't tell you I was off of it, I said I was trying to get off of it" he lies straight to her face "You stupid bitch" she spits "You are a liar, I hate you, I don't know why I ever went back to-" grayson cuts her off "Shut the fuck up" he says in a annoyed manner, she sits quietly not saying another word. Obviously because she is scared "You tried to rip off my brother, you don't get to just pull that off and not get hurt" his face turns pale, the girl looks over to me watching me not sure which way to look.
