We Cannot Be

●○ Chapter 27 ○●

When I got to my apparentment, I packed my things and got my men to move my stuff. I couldn’t stay in one place for too long.

Especially WHEN I HAD THOUSANDS OUT FOR MY NECK. I rang ben and told him to meet me and bring my car.

When I got to him I asked him about business and he told me there were no major interruptions in our imports. I listened patiently and then he got to the final part.

There were men who needed to be killed and they had left it for me. Oh, how I loved ben. I thanked ben and told him he could have the rest of the night off.

I walked into my new car, since those other pricks ruined my other ones. This one was Matt black and it looked even better than my last one. It took me two hours to get to the location, gosh how much I missed driving at 100mph.

I got to the warehouse sometime before midnight so it was dark. This warehouse was not as isolated compare to the other ones I had, so that ment I had to try to not cause a lot of attention.

Fucking pigs would be around at any time. I walked into the warehouse to find the three men already tied up for me. I walked up to them and it seemed only one of them was conscience.

He looked up at me and then smiled. The dirty prick. “It seems my men have already done quite the bit of damage.” I said whilst running my finger along the cut on this bastards face.

He continued to smirk and then said, “So you’re the little bitch he left in charge, sad it is, he was weak himself and then he had a daughter to add to that, a little bitch like you.” Then he began to laugh.

I got the mouth of my pistol and positioned it in his mouth. That made his smirk flatten out real fast. Now it was my turn to laugh.

I got the back of my gun and hit his jaw, leaving blood to drips from his mouth. This dirty prick was going to watch his men die first and then he would die.

So I got my knife carved my name in both their arms and then shot them dead. By the time I was done the guys, cockiness had left him and now all he had was, fear filling his eyes. I got my knife and glided it across his neck and carved my name.

Before I pulled the trigger, the the gun at his temple “Kenya.” I said, and he began to cry, I’m not sure if it was because of the blood flowing faster from his neck or that I had just announced that his daughter was going to die to.

I pulled the picture of his daughter from my pocket and showed him, the picked of his 5 year old daughter.

Then I got his blood and smeared it over the picture and threw it too the floor. Man, he looked at me like he regretted ever being alive and I loved it. Before I pulled the trigger he managed to mumble the words,

“Your father would have been disgusted.” Then I fired the bullet, straight into the fuckers dome.

He had gotten on my nerves. I walked to the side of the warehouse and picked the gallon of gasoline. I spread it all over the bodies and the rest of the warehouse, leading it outside.

So there I stood in the dark, with a lighter in my hand. I dropped it watching it set to flames, what a beautiful way to lighten up the night.

I chuckled to myself and then ran to my car, I couldn’t let the pigs catch me just yet.

So much for trying to not attracting any attention.

Hi guys, sorry i haven't updated in a while. Im pretty shit at this. Schools started and i guess just got busy in that but im ganna try to write more often as the best bit it coming now. I really like this chapter, might go as far to say its in my top 5 haha. Anyway expect a update in the next week. Let me know where you think this story is going and if amayas fucked up head will ever be fixed.

Byebye for now <3