I Never Told You What I Do For A Living.
Welcome To Hell
BEEP.......BEEP........BEEP! I slowly open my eyes taking in the bright ass sun.
"Fuck." I mumble shoving my face into my pillow. I reach to my bedside table feeling for my sunglasses. I find them and quickly up them on before the sun comes to my eyes. I lift up my head looking around my small bedroom not really looking for something but just looking. I look at the clock and see its 10:37AM. Shit! I was needing to be at Marcos place by 10:00. I run across the room to my closet getting a pair of jeans and a band tee. I slip off my pjs and pull on my jeans and shirt and open my bedroom door and jog down the hall into my small livingroom/kitchen. I find my old pair of Vans and slip them on. I jog to the couch and grab my phone my wallet and keys and run over to my front door and open it. I step into the hallway of other peoples apartment doors and close mine locking it and running down the hall to the stair well. I run down three flights of stairs and get to the hall that leads to the front door out of my apartment building. I run the the door and open it feeling the cold air hit my face.
"Shit" I say thinking about going to get my jacket but I cant. I close the door and I hear the door click meaning it has locked. I jump down the five steps off the stoop and run down the street as fast as I can passing many buildings and people. I run to the old abandoned fire station. Well its not so abandoned anymore because of Marco. Marco is my boss. I do pretty much all his dirty work by killing people for him.....well woman. Marco has other people working for him but to him and his 'best guy around' when it comes to the woman because im 'attractive' and I have a way with words. Its my job to kill and the woman that he wants dead because, well Marco is pretty rich man and that means he is getting all the women and they want a lone or they are prostitutes and to Marco they dont do a good job so he wants them killed. Yes,the guy is crazy but he pays well. The only reason Im working for him is because I need the money to keep on living,i have tryed to get a normal job but it never worked. I walk up the steps of the fire station and knock on the door three times to tell them Im here. There is seven knocks on the other side of the door and I knock five more times. The door swings open.
"Fuck." I mumble shoving my face into my pillow. I reach to my bedside table feeling for my sunglasses. I find them and quickly up them on before the sun comes to my eyes. I lift up my head looking around my small bedroom not really looking for something but just looking. I look at the clock and see its 10:37AM. Shit! I was needing to be at Marcos place by 10:00. I run across the room to my closet getting a pair of jeans and a band tee. I slip off my pjs and pull on my jeans and shirt and open my bedroom door and jog down the hall into my small livingroom/kitchen. I find my old pair of Vans and slip them on. I jog to the couch and grab my phone my wallet and keys and run over to my front door and open it. I step into the hallway of other peoples apartment doors and close mine locking it and running down the hall to the stair well. I run down three flights of stairs and get to the hall that leads to the front door out of my apartment building. I run the the door and open it feeling the cold air hit my face.
"Shit" I say thinking about going to get my jacket but I cant. I close the door and I hear the door click meaning it has locked. I jump down the five steps off the stoop and run down the street as fast as I can passing many buildings and people. I run to the old abandoned fire station. Well its not so abandoned anymore because of Marco. Marco is my boss. I do pretty much all his dirty work by killing people for him.....well woman. Marco has other people working for him but to him and his 'best guy around' when it comes to the woman because im 'attractive' and I have a way with words. Its my job to kill and the woman that he wants dead because, well Marco is pretty rich man and that means he is getting all the women and they want a lone or they are prostitutes and to Marco they dont do a good job so he wants them killed. Yes,the guy is crazy but he pays well. The only reason Im working for him is because I need the money to keep on living,i have tryed to get a normal job but it never worked. I walk up the steps of the fire station and knock on the door three times to tell them Im here. There is seven knocks on the other side of the door and I knock five more times. The door swings open.
I read this march 22 2015 and cried at your a/n :) :(
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