Take What's Mine
Things Don't Always Go To Plan
Cheyenne’s POV
11pm tonight was going to make or break us but I had a feeling that things weren’t going to go to plan.
After saying goodbye to Erin, I raced upstairs to my bedroom and had a shower before deciding on my outfit. I got dressed and did my make-up and hair. Soon I was ready to go. I grabbed my cell phone and left my bedroom, walking down the stairs to the kitchen to grab a slice of left over pizza. “You ready to go Chey?” Izzy asked, slipping her combat boots on.
“You bet your sexy ass Iz. Let’s go.” I replied through a mouth of pizza.
She shook her head with a laugh. “God, you’re disgusting.”
“I’m not disgusting. I’m embracing my inner man.” I murmured, grabbing my keys and following her out the door.
Izzy locked the door and we both climbed into my purple Dodge Challenger SRT8 Convertible and raced off to meet Erin at her place.
***
“Johnny fucking Christ, where the fuck does this girl keep the fucking Jack Daniels?!” I grumbled, digging into Erin’s kitchen cabinets.
“I don’t know. Have a fucking beer or something,” Izzy replied with a sigh.
I pulled my head from the kitchen cabinet and glared at her. “Shove that shit where the sun doesn’t shine.”
“Jeez, I feel the love there,” Izzy spoke with a sarcastic tone.
“Fuck no! I now you two don’t think you can come in here and steal all my booze!” Erin yelled at us playfully, running over and hiding the bottles. Izzy snuck a bottle of tequila and started drinking it. She walked over and poured some in my mouth before pouring some down in Erin’s mouth.
“Alright ladies, let’s get ready for the ride of our lives!” Erin said loudly.
We all grinned and had a group hug. We were pumped and totally ready to do this job…but that nagging feeling of something not going right, still tugged at my stomach.
***
We all climbed into the black SUV that we used for our jobs and headed off to our destination. “Okay Chey, take a left up here onto Kodak street,” Erin muttered without looking up from the map.
“Okay,” I murmured, swinging a left at the intersection.
“It’s right up here.”
I pulled off to the side a few houses down and looked at the girls. “You guys ready?”
“Sure are,” they replied.
“Great, let’s go.”
We climbed out of the car and walked up to the house. It was quiet which mean they were either out drinking as we discovered from Corey or they were asleep. We crept around the house looking for a way in when I spotted an open window on the second floor. “Izzy, get your ass here, we need your gymnastic skills,” Erin muttered.
Izzy let out a chuckle and held onto mine and Erin’s shoulders as we gave her a boost up to the window. She climbed in and turned back before holding her hands out for Erin to take. I gave Erin a boost and waited till they were both ready to haul me up through the window. They grabbed my hand and reefed me up with no issue. I wasn’t huge. I was a very tiny girl. I wasn’t underweight…though it probably seemed like it…I was just very petite. I still had curves though and I had boys throwing themselves at me but to be honest, I was only interested in one man but we’ll get into that later ;)
“Okay, so what exactly are we looking for?” I asked pulling out the blue prints and a file from the backpack Izzy was carrying on her back.
“We got to get into here, that’s where the safe is that has the files; flash drives and memory cards.”
“Right, let’s go.”
We crept down the hallway and found the door to the office. “This is it,” Erin whispered, silently opening the door.
Izzy pulled out three flashlights, tossing two of them to me and Erin. “Let’s go girls; we’re about to 30 million dollars richer.”
I walked around the room with Erin, searching for the safe. “Found it,” Erin spoke softly, removing a painting from the wall.
Izzy grinned and clapped her hands together. It was time for her to crack the safe.
***
Five minutes later, the safe was opened and we were stuffing files, memory cards and flash drives into another backpack. “Alright, let’s get out of here,” Erin whispered, creeping out of the room.
Izzy and I followed her. We crept down the hallway back to the room in which we came through. Izzy threw both backpacks through the window and we began our descent out of the window. Suddenly lights were flicked on. “Shit, run!” Izzy hissed, grabbing the backpacks, racing off down towards the car.
As we were about to reach the car, all three of us were tackled to the ground. “Bad idea trying to steal from us,” a rough voice grumbled.
We were hauled to our feet and taken back to the house but not without a fight.
11pm tonight was going to make or break us but I had a feeling that things weren’t going to go to plan.
After saying goodbye to Erin, I raced upstairs to my bedroom and had a shower before deciding on my outfit. I got dressed and did my make-up and hair. Soon I was ready to go. I grabbed my cell phone and left my bedroom, walking down the stairs to the kitchen to grab a slice of left over pizza. “You ready to go Chey?” Izzy asked, slipping her combat boots on.
“You bet your sexy ass Iz. Let’s go.” I replied through a mouth of pizza.
She shook her head with a laugh. “God, you’re disgusting.”
“I’m not disgusting. I’m embracing my inner man.” I murmured, grabbing my keys and following her out the door.
Izzy locked the door and we both climbed into my purple Dodge Challenger SRT8 Convertible and raced off to meet Erin at her place.
***
“Johnny fucking Christ, where the fuck does this girl keep the fucking Jack Daniels?!” I grumbled, digging into Erin’s kitchen cabinets.
“I don’t know. Have a fucking beer or something,” Izzy replied with a sigh.
I pulled my head from the kitchen cabinet and glared at her. “Shove that shit where the sun doesn’t shine.”
“Jeez, I feel the love there,” Izzy spoke with a sarcastic tone.
“Fuck no! I now you two don’t think you can come in here and steal all my booze!” Erin yelled at us playfully, running over and hiding the bottles. Izzy snuck a bottle of tequila and started drinking it. She walked over and poured some in my mouth before pouring some down in Erin’s mouth.
“Alright ladies, let’s get ready for the ride of our lives!” Erin said loudly.
We all grinned and had a group hug. We were pumped and totally ready to do this job…but that nagging feeling of something not going right, still tugged at my stomach.
***
We all climbed into the black SUV that we used for our jobs and headed off to our destination. “Okay Chey, take a left up here onto Kodak street,” Erin muttered without looking up from the map.
“Okay,” I murmured, swinging a left at the intersection.
“It’s right up here.”
I pulled off to the side a few houses down and looked at the girls. “You guys ready?”
“Sure are,” they replied.
“Great, let’s go.”
We climbed out of the car and walked up to the house. It was quiet which mean they were either out drinking as we discovered from Corey or they were asleep. We crept around the house looking for a way in when I spotted an open window on the second floor. “Izzy, get your ass here, we need your gymnastic skills,” Erin muttered.
Izzy let out a chuckle and held onto mine and Erin’s shoulders as we gave her a boost up to the window. She climbed in and turned back before holding her hands out for Erin to take. I gave Erin a boost and waited till they were both ready to haul me up through the window. They grabbed my hand and reefed me up with no issue. I wasn’t huge. I was a very tiny girl. I wasn’t underweight…though it probably seemed like it…I was just very petite. I still had curves though and I had boys throwing themselves at me but to be honest, I was only interested in one man but we’ll get into that later ;)
“Okay, so what exactly are we looking for?” I asked pulling out the blue prints and a file from the backpack Izzy was carrying on her back.
“We got to get into here, that’s where the safe is that has the files; flash drives and memory cards.”
“Right, let’s go.”
We crept down the hallway and found the door to the office. “This is it,” Erin whispered, silently opening the door.
Izzy pulled out three flashlights, tossing two of them to me and Erin. “Let’s go girls; we’re about to 30 million dollars richer.”
I walked around the room with Erin, searching for the safe. “Found it,” Erin spoke softly, removing a painting from the wall.
Izzy grinned and clapped her hands together. It was time for her to crack the safe.
***
Five minutes later, the safe was opened and we were stuffing files, memory cards and flash drives into another backpack. “Alright, let’s get out of here,” Erin whispered, creeping out of the room.
Izzy and I followed her. We crept down the hallway back to the room in which we came through. Izzy threw both backpacks through the window and we began our descent out of the window. Suddenly lights were flicked on. “Shit, run!” Izzy hissed, grabbing the backpacks, racing off down towards the car.
As we were about to reach the car, all three of us were tackled to the ground. “Bad idea trying to steal from us,” a rough voice grumbled.
We were hauled to our feet and taken back to the house but not without a fight.
Notes
Hey guys,
So this is my first chapter to contribte to my newest cowrite with the amazing TheGoon and elovevengeance. Those girls are amazing and I'm glad I've gotten the chance to write with them <3
I would've had this up yesterday but I wasn't feeling so well. I'm still getting over the flu I've had for the last 4-5 weeks ;-; I'm sorry if it's crappy too. This is my first time having a go at a story that involves stealing and spies haha. Hopefully I do an okay job.
Thanks guys :) I hand the reins to TheGoon now :)
~AvengedfoREVer_6661
Excited to see what happens next!!!
Update soon???
2/23/14