Karma Killings

Chapter 11

BAM!
I hear the sound of something hitting the wall of the lair. I know it's something hitting the wall because I've hit the wall before, it makes a loud echo throughout the lair. Olivia must be here, why is she hitting the wall? I guess I gotta get out of my bed on the ship and go find out. Yes, I turned the bed right side up and use the spaceship as my room now, who cares? Olivia doesn't.
When I walk out and into the main room I see her, her nose is bloody and her left cheek is bruised. Who the hell did that? I walk over to her.
"What the fuck happened to you?" I ask, lightly caressing her cheek, she leans into it.
"Some asshole at school, he wouldn't leave me alone. He looked up my dress today and I hit him, I don't know what I was thinking." She says, looking down in disappointment. I go to grab an ice pack for her but she stops me.
"I'll be fine, you don't need to get me anything, hell I fought with you for years! I can handle a bit of pain." She tells me.
"Sorry." I reply, regretting those years. "Anyway, what's his name?" I ask, she looks confused.
"Who?" She asks back.
"The guy who fucked with you, what's his name?" I ask again.
"No, you can't go after him, we just got in a fight, I'd be linked to the crime." She explains.
"Name?" I ask flatly, ignoring the fact that she could get in trouble.
"No, you're not killing him." She says.
"Name?" I repeat.
"No." She replies I'm getting sick of this.
"Name, motherfucker, you can stay here if the crime gets linked to you." I tell her, and her expression changes.
"Fine, I'll take you to him, but I get to help kill him." She bargains which makes sense to me.
"Sure thing." I reply.
With that, we get our gear on and go to this douchebag's house. Turns out, he's having a party tonight, what a perfect place to kill someone! We go in and she tells me to wait in a bedroom, a few minutes later she leads him into the room.
"Heh, I knew you'd come back for me, you sluts love it when I treat you dirty, don't ya?" He says, holy shit I want him dead.
"NOBODY TALKS TO HER LIKE THAT!" I yell at him, he barely gets to begin saying what the fuck when I stab him in the lung. He coughs up blood.
"Damn, I thought we would make him last longer!" Olivia says behind me.
"Don't worry sweetie, he's still alive and suffering greatly. You get to have the kill shot." I tell her, stepping to the side to let her at him.
I watch from behind her as Olivia slashes up his face, she then removes the knife I left in him. He's still breathing, but he's struggling from choking on his blood.
"Come on, let's get out of here, I was never much of a party girl anyway." Olivia says as she opens the window. Nobody even finds his body until a day later. See, I told you parties were a perfect place for murder.