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"feed yourself." spinel said as she didn't look away from the tv. "so, basically you're letting me roam around your house??" you said.

"no, just roam around the kitchen and hunt the food you need like a wild animal." you chuckled and went to her kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

"WHOA DAAAMN!!" you looked at the fridge and it's full of food! open and down, left and right!

you chuckled and grabbed all you can carry and went to the dining table. you dropped your items and debated on what you should eat first.

"oh! twister fries! fettuccine, yes mama! imma heat cha heat baby!" you grabbed the plate of fettuccine and went to the microwave.

spinel was watching you the whole time, she has a questioned look on her face. why the hell do you need so much food? can you even eat all of it?

as the microwave binged, you settled down the table with your table full of foods. you stabbed your fork to your pasta and took the first bite, you hummed in delight as it is delicious.

spinel shook her head and stood up, you looked at her "where you goin'?" spinel looked at you and grinned "i'll be checkin' somethin' buttercup, don'tcha worry bout lil ol' me."

spinel went upstairs next to the tv, she went to the room and went inside not forgetting to lock it. she went to the window, the blinds are down, she grabbed a sniper next to the window and looked out through the cracks.

spinel could see some of siliciano's lackeys roaming around near her house, they don't know where she lives though so they're wondering around looking for a wild rat.

spinel poked her sniper out of the window and looked at the scope then aimed at one of the runts. luckily this sniper has a silencer, so if she ever miss (highly unlikely) they wouldn't hear a thing.

then she pulled the trigger and got a headshot. spinel grinned widely and aimed for another.

headshot.

as spinel did the last headshot, she sighed contently and got the sniper back in and placed it back near the window, standing.

spinel got out of the room and went downstairs to see you eating the last pizza slice.

(insert pic above)

"what the hell. . ?" you looked at spinel, you grabbed a tissue that's on the table and wiped your mouth. "what?"

"don't 'what' me, you eat half of my food stock under 10-15 minuets!" spinel threw her arms in the air, not believing on what happened.

"yeah, sorry bout that." you gave her a toothy smile which made spinel give in and return to her couch.

you stood up, threw all of the trash and then spinel said; "you should go now." you snapped your head to her. "huh?"

"you heard me. get outta here, or if your mission is to kill me then go ahead." you frowned. "you got mood swings or somethin'?"

"oh yeah, forgot to give ya this." spinel threw you your own coat, filled with weapons. you removed the trench coat, placed it on the chair and wore your own.

"is this an act of mercy? because i hate that shit." you said as you pulled out a revolver. "you have nothing to do here so why don't you just leave." spinel started to feel irritated with you.

then it happened.

"let this kid go, she's useless!" the man said as he kicked your face to make your bloody nose worse. tears are streaming down your face but you didn't dare to making a sound.

"i doubt this kid will improve. why did boss even choose her? goddamn." the man pulled out a cigarette and lighter. he lit the cigar and blew the smoke at you.

"get up would you?!" he then kicked you into the stomach, you recoiled your body and your stomach tightly. you bit your lip as you tried to hold a sob.

'make a sound, torture room.'

you slowly lifted yourself up, you arms shaking as well as your legs. you 'fully' stood up though every limb in your body is shaking violently.

the man just started at you with his half way done cigar, he stood up, walked up to you and whispered; "you better not fail me."

then he drove his cigar into your skin, burning it out and you skin having a black circle now.

"NO!" you yelled, this shook spinel and made her stand up and pull her gun out, pointing at you.

you also have your gun pointing at her, your eyes are violently shaking as well as your body. you can't think straight and accidentally pulled the trigger.

luckily it missed spinel, "what the hell is wrong with you?!" spinel ran up to you behind and headlocked you.

you struggled under her grip, you dropped your revolver and dug your nails into her skin. spinel winced in pain but held onto you, tightly.

by this, you're starting to run out of breath. spinel lets you go and you fell to the ground, you gripped your neck and glared at spinel.

"was that necessary?!" you stood up and rubbed your neck smoothly, "you almost shot me and you're looking like a madman!" spinel yelled back.

"h-huh?" you down at your hands and clenched it. "you seen it?" you asked, spinel raised her eyebrow. "seen what?" you sighed in the inside and shook your head.

"nothin'. but. . . can i stay here for a while?" 

"so ya can kill me in my sleep? sure why not sweetheart." spinel said sarcastically. you looked to the side, "i just don't wanna go back." you mumbled.

spinel fully lowered her gun as you unconsciously lowered yours. "why?" your eyes widen as she was able to hear you. you shook your head, "it's nothing, just let me stay here for a while. i can sleep in that room!" you pointed the room where you woke up.

spinel shook her head, "just sleep in the couch." she said, "also, do you wanna tell me bout it?" you shook your head, "there's nothing to talk about."

spinel frowned but she sighed and rolled her eyes. she doesn't wanna get involved with your problems anyway.

"thanks for not killing me yet."

spinel scoffs, "don't thank me yet."