Fights and fear

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Skylar's POV

I punch this old man in the face as he lays still on the ground. I then grab my knife and slit his throat. Then I hear them, the dreadful sirens of the police. I run. I run and run until I can't run anymore. I hop into an ally looking for some coverage so I can put my weapon away and put on a different hoodie on. I then grab my phone and earbuds and put them in my ears. I turn on some Tom McDonald and walk out of the ally and back to home base.

"The fuck are you?" One of the newbies said.

"Fuck off" I say trying to get to my office.

"Leave or get shot by my boss."

"Gratata my ass bitch. I AM the boss so threaten me again and you're a goner!" I yell at the kid before walking past him. This is why I hate hiring new people. They would never think a 14 year old could run one of the biggest mafias in the world but guess what, I DO. 

"Boss." I hear as I sit in my seat.

"Yes Wren?" I say  knowing who it was trying to get my attention.

"Your knives and bloody clothes please." They say while reaching their hands out. I grab my knives and dirty clothes and hand them to Wren. 

"Wren." I say before they leave the room.

"Yes boss?"

"Are you staying at my apartment again tonight or are you going back to your parents?" I ask making sure I know her plans.

"Your apartment. I was actually wondering if I could more in. I'll help with the bills and everything!" They squeak out the last part as if they were begging.

"Sure Wren. We'll get your shit tomorrow. Now get going cause we're leaving soon and I want my shit washed." I say as I watch Wren walk out. I steal a quick peep a their ass as they walk out. 'Damn they cute" I think as I open my laptop to see my new emails and who needs to be hurt next.

~I know it's short but it's something so yea~

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