~ Hello! I'm JT the author. As of right now it is currently 1:00AM where I live and I am deciding to write this story when I can not sleep. It will most likely be short due to this. enjoy!~
"HEEEELLLLOOOOO!" I shout sticking my head through the door. No answer. Where's your friends when you need them. I walk through my best friends door. Man, I hope she doesn't regret giving me the key to her house. I think I should probably call her. I pick up my phone and start dialing. Voicemail. I try again. This time she picks up. "Kylee. First of all don't hate me, second of all I'm in your house and you need to get your ass down here right now," I say though the phone.
"Why? I'm busy, is it really that important?" She sounded exhausted. Probably because this is the third time this week that I've showed up unannounced.
"Yes it's really important and yes your most likely going to be disappointed."
"How did you know I was going to ask that?"
"Kylee I have known you for 17 damn years I could've had this entire conversation without you. Goodbye I'm hanging up now," and with that I ended the call. I start walking through her kitchen looking for something to eat. there's cereal, fruit, or some strange substance in a container in the fridge. With our line of work there's never much time spent at home, so I guess it's understandable that she is obviously trying to starve me. It takes her about 40 minutes to get back to her place. Within that time I've gone through all her clothes, reorganized her bathroom, threw out the strange substance in the fridge (there was also a strange smell), and did a load of laundry for her. She better thank me. finally I heard the front door open and saw her walk in. "Kylee have I got some things to tell you," I say with out giving her time to say anything. She looks up at me like she already knows it's not good. "So I was working, like I always am, and well it got a little messy I-"
"Obviously! you have a black eye and split lip," She interjects.
"I'll get to that just wait a minute. Okay so having g finished my old assignment I got a new one. I showed up to the sight and my job was already done. Someone got to it first. I thought that someone was gone, but guess what!"
"They weren't," she said unamused.
"No, they weren't at all. When they saw me they ran right at me. They jumped right up and kicked me in the stomach. So I punch them in the face, probably broke their nose. That's when they pinned me down gave me two good ones, that's how I got the split lip and black eye, then I kicked them off of me. They seemed surprised by that so I grabbed a pipe and hit them in the head. Now they're unconscious in the trunk of my car." I take a deep breath because of how fast I said everything and to signify that my story was over.
"I don't understand why you don't just take them to the office," Kylee said rolling her eyes.
"I can't just show and be like 'hey boss! I know there was this person I was supposed to kill but this other guy killed them instead. Also just so you know I didn't kill that person I just put them in my trunk for 8 hours' that would not go well at all."
"Fine. Do what you will- wait 8 hours?"
"Yeah I had some errands to run before coming here. Didn't see much importance in the matter."
"Jesus Christ, Brooklyn!"
"Sorry."
