All Bad

Chapter 1

"Where's my money Tommy?" I asked the sleazy dirty man in front of me.

"Don't got it sweetheart." he smiled a perverted smiling showing his decaying teeth.

"That's funny, I thought I just heard you say that you don't have my money, especially when I was nice enough to give you another day." I tilted my head in mock confusion.

"Oh don't get your panties in wad, I'll have it tomorrow." he brushed it off while his meathead bodyguard chuckled at his sad attempt at a joke.

"Tell me, where's that boyfriend of yours, was looking forward to seeing him tonight." Tommy asked smirking.

"He had some other business to attend to." I told him shoving my hands in my back pockets "So he sent me."

"Well you tell him I don't answer to no bitch." He said smiling.

"What'd you just call me?" I asked anger flooding my veins, clouding my thoughts.

"Bitch. Whore, slut... Hell I bet you'd even give me some right here and now if it weren't for your boy-toy." he told me smiling that sickening smile.

"Not even on your birthday baby boy." I told him smirking pulling out my .45 and aiming for his chest. His bodyguard pulled his right arm back behind his back to pull out a gun i assume. I waited one second for his right arm to come into range before pulling the trigger shooting him in the forearm preventing him from moving it anytime soon. He howled out in pain as the bullet found its target settling below his shoulder.

"Now I suggest you hand my fucking money over before I empty my gun into your rib cage." I sternly told him.

"Woah, woah easy there, alright I'll give you your money." he said holding his hands up in surrender.

He reached into his back pocket slowly, I looked over at the bleeding man I shot seconds before that and watched the whisper of a smirk grow onto his lips, giving me about a seconds notice. The moonlight glared off a metal object being pulled from behind Tommy's back as he aimed for my chest I immediately pushed off my feet hard diving to the right in hopes to dodge the incoming bullet. My hands skidded across the slightly wet dirt and my knees shuddered from the intense impact of the hard ground against my bones, my chin landed in what seemed to be a pile of tiny rocks, sending shots of pain throughout my face. I barely flinched as I scrambled to my feet as fast as I could as I sprinted behind a tree offering me some protection. I took a deep breath before recocking my gun and stepping out from behind the tree and quickly finding Tommy's chest wide open with no protection. I quickly took aim and fired without hesitation. I heard the "ooomphh" sound that came out of Tommy's mouth as the bullet landed dead center of his chest, definitely killing him instantly. I blew the hair out of my face and put down my gun shoving back into the waistband of my jeans and adjusted my jacket, walking over toward the dead man and his injured bodyguard. I reached down and flipped Tommy over and pulled his wallet out of his jeans opening it to count the money.

"$800, $900, $1000." I counted softly to myself then shoving the money into my back pocket

I looked over at the bodyguard. "What's your name." I asked him.

"Go to hell."he spat.

I walked a foot over to him and shoved the heel of my boot into his forearm causing him to scream loudly in pain.

"What's your name." I asked again through clenched teeth.

"D-Damion." he sputtered out his face turning white. I removed my foot.

"Well Damion, it was nice meeting you. Hope you arm heals up too." you smiled nastily at him.

"Don't worry you cocky son of a bitch. It will. And the first thing I do will be to hunt your ass down a bury a bullet in your brain." He threatened shivering at the pain flowing through his arm.