Hitwoman (ON HOLD FOREVER)

17

AND RUB ON THE DECK AND FLOP LIKE A FISH.

The sound is coming from downstairs.

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS.

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no.

Who in the world could be playing Spongebob when...

Tracy.

I groan at the thought at slam my feet down in anger before hearing a groan from inside.

Crap, mum's waking up.

"Tony, why the hell did you turn on the TV so loud?" I hear my mum asks which immediately springs me to action. I tighten my grip on the bag and like whiplash, I turn and start to had down the stairs. Quickly but carefully. As I reach down, I see Tony sitting down, facing his laptop with a coffee mug in his hand and his earphones attached to his ear. Thank goodness, he probably didn't hear that. I run down the stair and step on the creaky floorboard before I swing the door open and see Tracy's pale face staring at the TV, her face had nothing but guilt written all over it.

"I'm sorry," She says before I run towards her and yank her from the chair. I carry the bread and Pepsi and clutch it in my free hand before carrying the remote trying to turn the Tv off.

"Come on, come on," I say while repeatedly clicking the power button on the remote. I hear my mum's door open and I look up, my eyes widen.

"Tony, can you please turn that off? I'm trying to sle...Tony, did you drop this envelope here?"

"Shit" I mutter to myself while pressing the button violently. I look up and back at the TV when I hear more creaking and toss the remote violently at the Tv, shutting Patrick's voice off and spreading ink all over the screen.

There, turned off.

I literally run into the door before opening it and rushing inside while dragging Tracy with me. Once we come out, I slam the door and run to the passenger door. I swing it open and toss Tracy inside before running to the driver seat and jump inside. I struggle with positioning myself in the seat while trying my best to take the bag backward. After I successfully do that, I stuff my hand inside my pocket and bring out my bunch of keys. I fumble with the keys I yank out of my pocket and they fall on the foot mat of the car. I bend down to pick them and slam my head on my steering wheel making me yelp before I carry the keys. While raising my head backward, I slam into the steering wheel and yelp again before I put my car key in the ignition and turn the motor on. I reverse the car out of the parking lot violently and start driving, moving forward.

My breath is ragged and my chest keeps moving up and down and I just can't seem to stop it. I squeeze my steering wheel, trying my very best to calm myself down and push all the adrenaline away. I take in a deep breath before I hear the rustle of nylon, making me look at Tracy while still focusing on the road. She carries a slice of bread and puts it in her mouth, leaving it between both of her lips.

"Sorry about your head," She says and I turn to look at her. I don't know if it's my anger, or the look I have on my face, or something I have that gets to her, but there's something that makes her start sinking into her seat while leaving the bread in between her lips.

I wish I could shoot this kid.

"I told you not to touch anything"

"I know"

"I said 'hey Tracy, don't touch anything'"

"I know"

"But, you touched something, YOU DID THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I SAID YOU SHOULD DO DAMN IT," I say making her stare at her shuffling feet.

"I was bored, I'm sorry okay?" She says in a rude tone that makes me sigh. What's with this kid. She's so disrespectful.

"Sorry isn't going to fix my throbbing head, probably broken nose, sleepless night, fractured ribs, and a couple of other stuff that's making this whole situation a lot worse," I say and she sits up on her chair.

"You have fractured ribs?" She asks and I wave my hand at her.

"Doesn't matter" I say pushing her question aside. She sits back down and we both remain silent while I continue driving. After driving for a while my vision starts to blur and I am reminded of how much sleep I haven't had yet. I shake my head trying to clear my eyes but it seems to only make me dizzier. I look at Tracy beside me and see she's already fast asleep. Lucky shit. I park my car in front of someone's house and sigh. I run my hand down my face tiredly before I pick my phone and turn it on. I see a few calls from a random number and a message from my mum asking if I was home. As I'm smiling at the message, I notice my eyes close shut and I force them back open, before slapping my cheeks repeatedly and hard. I sigh after I lay my head down on the headrest and start to stare at the ceiling.

Damn, I need to find somewhere to sleep.

I can't go to a hotel. The association has probably hacked my accounts and taken my money anyway so I don't really think I'll be able to keep up with the finances, and of course, I'm not going to be spending one night there, so, It's a risk I'm not willing to take. Delilah's apartment is far from here and she'd probably snitch me out to the association. Alonso is a dork. My house is definitely off limits cause they're trying to kill me. So, that leaves me with only one person then.

I turn my phone screen back on and put my phone's passcode before tapping my contacts. I scroll down until I finally land on his name and click it. It rings twice before he picks after the second ring.

"Heyyy beautiful" I hear him say making me roll my eyes.

"Hey Paul," I say and I hear him chuckle.

"Missing me already?" He says and I scoff.

"You wish," I say before I yawn and look at the time 5:00 am "I need a place to crash, can you accommodate two people?"

"Two people? Wow, you must really want it tonight if you're bringing another g..."

"No, you idiot," I say before face-palming myself "It's me and a 9 year old. Unless you're a pedophile and you didn't tell me?" I say and I hear him start to gag making me laugh.

"Yeah, didn't think so," I say with a smile.

"Sure I can accommodate you guys both. What's wrong with your apartment anyway?"

"Pest problem" I lie without batting an eyelash while starting the motor.

"Oh" I hear him say while I place the gear on drive.

"Alright then, see you in 20 minutes," I tell him

"See you in 20, I shall prepare for your arrival my lady," He says making me roll my eyes before I cut the call and drop my phone down. I exhale and look back at Tracy before carrying the open bread nylon clutched in her hand and grab a slice out. I stuff a couple of chips inside and start to eat it. Something I feel like I'm might regret later.

It's been a while since I even saw Paul's apartment.

I wonder what it's like now.

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SHORT?

I KNOOWWWWWWWWW, LOL.

I thought I could use this chapter as a reparation chapter for all the long chapters that still carried just a grain of salt, lol. 

I know this chapter isn't too good, butttttttt. Still, let me know in the comment section what you think, and oh pleaseeeeee tell me your favorite characters. I just hope you guys love Diablo as much as I do.