me in the eyes and smiles a deadly smile.
“Baby girl, he is in the basement, exactly where I left him.” I clap my hands together like a schoolgirl and bounce off downstairs.
As soon as I reach the bottom, I flick the light on and look around; I can see him. He is tied down to a chair, which I think is lucky. The bastard should be tied up like I was.
I watch as his eyes look up to see me, and he looks shocked; he must have thought I was dead. I see hope flair in his eyes; little does he know he will receive his own punishment from me.
I walk around the chair and look at him; he looks like he had the crap beaten out of him. He doesn’t look like he has suffered enough compared to what I was put through, though.
He goes to speak, and I place a finger on his lips to silence him. He looks stunned at first and lets his head drop to his chest. He looks broken and weak, and I wonder how long he has been here.
I also wonder how come I’m only finding out now that he was here; if I would have known earlier, I would have done something about it.
I reach into my garter where I placed my knife and pull it out; he watches me do this and shakes his head no. I contemplate not stabbing him and go to turn away, but then think ‘fuck it’ and slam my knife straight in his leg.
––––––––
H is screams echo through the basement. He won’t look at me, he just stares straight down at his leg.
“Paul, tell me now where the druggy is, and I’ll go easy on you.” He starts whimpering, and I’m getting fed up with waiting. He sees me bring the knife up and shakes his head no.
“Ok, ok. He hangs at Lust. Please, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. He was only meant to scare you,” he pleads through ragged breaths.
“And you thought that was ok? You wouldn’t have set up my father like that, but you thought you could do that to ME?! Silly little boy.” I bring my knife down and stab him in the other leg, twisting it for good measure.
Just then I hear the basement door shut and footsteps; I look up to see Stefanos walking down. He looks at me then at Paul, pulls his gun out and shoots him point-blank.
“You aren’t going alone.” Simple. A statement. He informs me.
“I will be doing this alone, and so help me, if you fuck this up for me again, Stefanos, the next place my knife will be going is into your balls.”
I walk out of the basement, head straight to my room and lock my door. I go to my closet and pull out the skimpiest dress I own, braid my hair to the side and apply heavy black eyeliner and mascara. I put on some fuck-me boots to match my black dress, tuck my gun into my shoes and walk out.
Stefanos is waiting for me at my door, and when he sees what I am wearing, I watch as he takes me in. He starts at my face, and his eyes devour me from top to bottom.
“I’m going with you.” I don’t bother answering; I just take off to the closest car I can find, and Stefanos jumps in the passenger seat.
When we arrive, it’s dark and the music is pumping. I fit right in with a lot of the women here, all dressed like skanks. I look around for Druggy and spot him in the VIP area; he doesn’t notice me at first, not until I’m standing in front of him.
I wait as his eyes take me in and watch as recognition flashes in them. He jumps from his seat and goes to grab for a weapon. I stop him in his tracks and point my gun to his crotch.
“Follow me, and you won’t lose your little friend tonight.” He looks like he wants to argue with me until Stefanos walks up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist. He reluctantly agrees and follows us outside. I make him walk in front of us, and I pop the trunk of my car and tell him to get in.
“Fuck off, I ain’t getting in there.” He is a fool; I look up at him, smile and lower my gun. He takes that as his opportunity to run, and just as he takes his third step, I shoot him in his leg he falls like the piece of shit he is.
“You crazy fucking
“Baby girl, he is in the basement, exactly where I left him.” I clap my hands together like a schoolgirl and bounce off downstairs.
As soon as I reach the bottom, I flick the light on and look around; I can see him. He is tied down to a chair, which I think is lucky. The bastard should be tied up like I was.
I watch as his eyes look up to see me, and he looks shocked; he must have thought I was dead. I see hope flair in his eyes; little does he know he will receive his own punishment from me.
I walk around the chair and look at him; he looks like he had the crap beaten out of him. He doesn’t look like he has suffered enough compared to what I was put through, though.
He goes to speak, and I place a finger on his lips to silence him. He looks stunned at first and lets his head drop to his chest. He looks broken and weak, and I wonder how long he has been here.
I also wonder how come I’m only finding out now that he was here; if I would have known earlier, I would have done something about it.
I reach into my garter where I placed my knife and pull it out; he watches me do this and shakes his head no. I contemplate not stabbing him and go to turn away, but then think ‘fuck it’ and slam my knife straight in his leg.
––––––––
H is screams echo through the basement. He won’t look at me, he just stares straight down at his leg.
“Paul, tell me now where the druggy is, and I’ll go easy on you.” He starts whimpering, and I’m getting fed up with waiting. He sees me bring the knife up and shakes his head no.
“Ok, ok. He hangs at Lust. Please, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. He was only meant to scare you,” he pleads through ragged breaths.
“And you thought that was ok? You wouldn’t have set up my father like that, but you thought you could do that to ME?! Silly little boy.” I bring my knife down and stab him in the other leg, twisting it for good measure.
Just then I hear the basement door shut and footsteps; I look up to see Stefanos walking down. He looks at me then at Paul, pulls his gun out and shoots him point-blank.
“You aren’t going alone.” Simple. A statement. He informs me.
“I will be doing this alone, and so help me, if you fuck this up for me again, Stefanos, the next place my knife will be going is into your balls.”
I walk out of the basement, head straight to my room and lock my door. I go to my closet and pull out the skimpiest dress I own, braid my hair to the side and apply heavy black eyeliner and mascara. I put on some fuck-me boots to match my black dress, tuck my gun into my shoes and walk out.
Stefanos is waiting for me at my door, and when he sees what I am wearing, I watch as he takes me in. He starts at my face, and his eyes devour me from top to bottom.
“I’m going with you.” I don’t bother answering; I just take off to the closest car I can find, and Stefanos jumps in the passenger seat.
When we arrive, it’s dark and the music is pumping. I fit right in with a lot of the women here, all dressed like skanks. I look around for Druggy and spot him in the VIP area; he doesn’t notice me at first, not until I’m standing in front of him.
I wait as his eyes take me in and watch as recognition flashes in them. He jumps from his seat and goes to grab for a weapon. I stop him in his tracks and point my gun to his crotch.
“Follow me, and you won’t lose your little friend tonight.” He looks like he wants to argue with me until Stefanos walks up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist. He reluctantly agrees and follows us outside. I make him walk in front of us, and I pop the trunk of my car and tell him to get in.
“Fuck off, I ain’t getting in there.” He is a fool; I look up at him, smile and lower my gun. He takes that as his opportunity to run, and just as he takes his third step, I shoot him in his leg he falls like the piece of shit he is.
“You crazy fucking
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