Bad Blood /a.i./

Chapter 2

I was sitting on my bed in my cosy little apartment in the center of New York.

I was given this apartment as my 17th birthday gift from Mason. Actually, he's not such a bad person. Not as Tyler was. Mason treats his people right and gives them presents and stuff almost all the time. For my 18th birthday I was given my beautiful yellow car Chevrolet Camaro SS 2010. Actually momma had the same car when she was my age so once I told that to Mason ( it just slipped off! ) he gave it to me for my birthday! 

I looked over to the coffee table and my eyes caught sight of the light brown folder that Jace gave me this morning.

I took it from the table and went through it. I looked at the big photo of that oh-so-famous Ashton Irwin. Okay, I had to admit he was cute. His eyes were some kind of greenish-hazelly colour that was kind of hard to explain. His hair was dirty blond and was pretty messy. His beautiful locks were falling around his face and ears. It was very amusing studying his handsome face. I could not imagine him in person. Jesus! He was 6 feet tall! How was I going to make him scared of me?!
With your amazing battle skills! Duuh! Shape up, Katherina! - my inner goddess sounded annoyed.

I huffed at her and continued reading.

-1 hour later-

"So I must not kill him until I get the information from him?" - I asked Mason.

"Yeah. But you have to keep him in your apartment and lock him up. He must not be able to go anywhere!" - warned he. Mason liked me in some way. He wasn't rude to me because I was one of his best killers and he really understood that I didn't want to be part of this cartel. But he also knew he can't let me go. Police may catch me and put me in jail and also catch the whole cartel. So I couldn't go anywhere.

"Okay. I get it. ... So after I get the information I have to kill him, right?" - asked finally.

"Yeah. He knows too much. He knows about his uncle but after your mission he will know about us, too. It's too dangerous, Katherina!" - Scar said.

"Where can I find him?"

"Tonight his band is having a concert here in New York! I got you ticket and everything is ready! Gotta go! You'd better get your mission started!"

"Yeah." - I sighed and closed the phone.

I have to go to his concert?! Goddamn it! I don't like those all gushy-mushy and lovey-dovey bands. I could throw up from their music.

What about the concert? Where? When? How to get there? Even worse - where the hell is my ticket?!?

Oh, maybe Scar had put it in my mail box.

I went to my front door and checked the PO box. Yeah, here it was! I looked at the piece of paper. 7pm. Okay. WHAT?! Madison Square Garden?! These dudes must be pretty big!

I checked the time - 4pm. I had to go get ready.

I quickly ran to the bathroom and got a warm shower. I washed my body with my vanilla scented body wash. When I got out of it, I blow-dried my hair and curled it a bit just to give it some shape. Then I stood in front of my closed. What to wear? The endless girl dilema.

After 10 minutes of wondering, I chose a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain white t-shirt, black wedges (photo on the side) and my favourite black leather jacket. I loved how badass I looked. That was my look. That was my style.

Then I stood in front of my mirror. What to do with my face... In the end I applied some mascara and dark eyeshadow. To finish my look I put some bright red lipstick on my lips. I was ready to go. Lets see this dude now.