He slammed me against the wall of his bedroom, his hands on my hips with his lips sucking on my neck, making me moan in response. He continued his attack on me by attaching his lips to mine and I pulled on his hair lightly.

My legs wrapped around his waist and he carried me to his bed. He laid me down and got on top me me, his hands moving to the zipper of my dress. I flipped us over and detached my lips from his.

"You know what I hate about guys like you?"

His eyebrowss furred together in confusion. I pulled my bubble skirt of my dress up and took out the gun that was attached to my thigh. I had him pinned down with my legs, one of my hands had pinned up his hands above his head.

"Your cockiness leads you to messing with a gang that you knew in that small normal area of your brain you knew you had no chance with." I said and pointed the gun to his head.

His eyes widened with fright.

"Don't look at me, I'm not in that stupid gang. See, when they call and pay me to kill the person that had messed with them, that's my job."

"So, let's see. You killed one of the guards." I said and shot his arm.

He shot out in pain.

"You injured their doctor, who was a girl may I add." I said and shot his stomach.

He screamed out in agony.

"You also stole a lot of money. So before I kill you," I said putting the gun down on the nightstand, I grabbed my favorite knife from my other thigh. I clicked the small button on the cold metal and the knife came out. I put the knife to his cheek, "Where is the money?"

"I"m not telling you." He muttered in pain, his teeth clenched.

"See I thought you'd say that so I brought in my friend with me." I said looking at my Smith & Wesson knife. I put it on his cheek and pressed down. "Now tell me where it is."

"N-no." He said, his teeth still clenched. I sighed and started lowering my arm, cutting a deep cut on his cheek. He gasped out in pain.

"No?"

The guy shook his head.

"See? Too cocky to know what's good for them." I said and started to make a cut where the hole of the bullet went.

He yelled out in pain and started thrashing around harder than before. I strengthened my hold on him.

"Where is the money Keith?"

"I-in the closet. Under the wood."

"How I know you aren't lying to me Keith-y?" I pouted.

"I swear it's there. I swear. Please. Stop hurting me."

I sighed and took off his belt. I wrapped it around his arms and wrapped it around the bed post in a knot he wouldn't be able to undo and got off of him. I grabbed my gun off the night stand just in case.

I walked to his closet and began stomping on the wood until I felt the loose one and broke it off, finding all the money.

I walked back to Keith and smiled at him. "You finally do something smart. Thank you for your time." I held the gun to his head and shot him.

Notes

Hello(: I've mooved my story here from Mibba as request of that Dujo man(:

Adelaide