I groan in pain, Harry looks at me all surprised and concerned, "get him" I mutter under my breath, the rich guy looks taken aback, is this the first time he shot someone? Couldn't be me.
Harry rushes up to him and knocks him out,
"You need medical help" he says with a bit of concerned voice,
"No" I reply and quickly take out the papers, "get the ink on his thumb and sign the last page" I add,
He snatches the papers from me and gets it signed,
"Now what? How can I help? You got hurt instead of me, I'm so sorry" he says,
"Shush" I reply, stop overthink and overspeaking, don't be guilty, the people I have killed with these hands.. I deserved this.
He quickly gets me a cloth and ties it tightly around my hand,
"We should flee" I say,
"With you looking like that?" He replies,
"Fuck hold on" I reply,
I'm wearing the uniform, it has long sleeves and full trousers, along with the belt which I used to place my dagger,
"Get me someone's shirt, please" I say,
There are countless men with white shirt laying down, dead.
"Without blood" I add and he finds one, he removes the dude's shirt and hands it to me, I wear it on top, it's temporary after all,
He helps me get up, "let's quickly run" I say,
He breaks the window, we can clearly see the tree where we hid the motorbike,
"It's just a floor high" he says,
"Makes sense" I reply and walk towards the window,
"Don't mind" he says and picks me up,
"Your very light, are you sure your healthy?" He asks and we get ready to jump, "you don't have to pick me up" I say,
"I have to" he replies, guilty.
We slowly get down while he uses one hand to hold the pole beside the window and one to hold me, I use my uninjured hand and hold him from his neck and stay close to him without moving.
We finally reach down,
"Let's move quickly" I remind him,
He helps me get on the fence, he then hops on the fence beside me, gets down and holds me legs, he lifts me down.
"Thanks" I say and we run towards the tree,
The reinforcements must be on their way,
He quickly starts the motorbike, I sit behind him and he starts to drive off,
"Map?" I ask him,
"No need, I remember the way" he replies and we head towards the bar,
"Does it hurt?" He asks,
"No" I reply as I hold onto the handle with my uninjured hand,
We soon reach, he parks the bike near the entrance and we head inside, the receptionists stand up,
"Code 6" I say and they hand me some first aid materials in a box which are used for treating a bullet wound,
"Thanks" I reply and head inside,
"Jack's in that room" I say as I point to his office,
"Where are you going?" He asks,
"To treat the wound" I reply,
"Let me help" he says,
"No it's fine" I reply and head towards the small room which is kept for people to treate their wounds, I lock it from inside and take off my mask,
I keep the box down and take of the shirt, I open the tied up peice of cloth, I take off my shirt too, I carefully inspect the wound.
I sterlise the area around the wound and then carefully remove the bullet, fuck it hurts. I bandage it up as I apply some medicine which was given in the first aid box.
I wear my shirt again, it requires some tailoring, actually, I just need to get a new one.
Someone knocks on the door, I quickly get up and wear my mask, I unlock the door and see jack standing with a concerned face,
"Are you hurt badly?" He asks,
"Not really" I reply, Jack's the one taking care of me for a long time, I escaped from the house once and was searching for food in the alleyway, a guy came and pinned me against the wall, ready to kiss me and that's when jack made his entry and saved me, this was like 6 years ago, when I was 12.
He took me under his wings, trained me until I turned 15 and then registered me as an assassin, he still takes cares of me from time to time. I haven't told him about Micheal though, I told him that I'm an orphanage and I live in a small house left behind by my dead parents.
"She got hurt because of me" says Harry from behind, he's not wearing a mask.
"Shut up" I reply and pick up the first aid box with my right hand, uninjured.
"Wait did you get shot because of what I said? You would have never taken a bullet for anyone" says Jack surprised and guiltful,
"Oh my god, jack, please stop. Its nothing like that." I reply, but yes, you told me to protect and I protected. I will never go against Jack's wishes.
I leave from that small room and place the first aid box on the table near me,
"Here" I say and hand jack the signed papers,
"Not here, in the office" he says,
"Just take em, I'm leaving" I reply, I wanna lay down in my bed so badly, I feel so tired.
"Fine" he sighs.
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The Missing Mafia Princess
Teen Fiction[Rewrite] [The Character and the plot will be different] Alexis Miles, a 17 year old living with her step father after the death of her mother. she's a strong independent woman but being near her step father makes her nervous and fearful since he h...
