Falling Stars

Kalindra's Pov As I swirled the wine in the glass, I felt my emotions swirl and mix altogether. The moon shone brighter than usual today, easily illuminating the dark. To me everything about the dark is simply serene. I watched the streets below from the balcony come alive as cars drove by and everywhere was bustling with activities. I sighed for the millionth time leaning all my weight on the railings at the edge of the balcony. What was I doing up here you may ask?, Well it's nothing far from ordinary I'm just doing my job and trust me when I say I'm not here for suicidal reasons. I love my life at least I love my night life, my day life is nothing more than boring. I slowly turned around as the breeze blew lightly making my white hair flutter around. I stared ahead, my gaze transfixed on the dark room before me. "Let's get down to business, shall we?" I took a light sip of my red wine, slowly placing it on the ground with my gaze still holding the dark rooms own. "How do you prefer it?" I asked crooking my head to one side. I raised my hand to stop him from saying a word as I spoke again. "Don't bother, everything you desire is already recommended for you... Your in good hands, trust me" I said with a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes. I slowly began to take off the straps of my dress with my eyes still holding it's gaze with the dark room. I carefully slid it off my arms, them my waist and all the way down to my legs letting it drop to the ground and finally taking a step out of it. The cold air hit my body like a snowball in winter. I took in a deep breath to calm my nerves and carefully took my first steps into the dark room. "All the tools or as I like to call them toys we would need to have a blissful night are here with me" I said taking out my tool bag or as I like to call it 'Silentium sack' that I always carry with me, placing it cautiously on the table. I could hear muffled curses as he tried to speak. I went closer to the wall looking for the light switch and finally switching it on letting his eyes fall on my body. I was putting on a handless skinny tank top with a simple short. "Don't be surprised Mr Harry did you really think I was naked?, I only switched to a more comfortable attire for our beautiful meeting" I could see his eyes widen with shock as the gag that was stuffed in his mouth managed to fall out. "You f*****g psychopath!" "No cussing Mr Harry, didn't your mother teach you any manners?" I shaked my head disappointedly. He just spat at me but luckily for him it didn't reach me or else he would have been six foot underground already. "Your a fool to come her!" He said recomposing his composure "Oh really?" "I don't give a s**t to whoever you think you are, or whatever stupid game you think your playing it's going to end with me laughing and soon my guards..." "Are going to get me?, Is that what you were about to say Mr Harry?" I leaned my back to the wall "Not only them but..." "Your twenty five body guards that are specially trained in martial arts, your fifteen guard dogs and oh your cool thirty seven security cameras that have been placed around your luxurious mansion are going to see me and get me?" "How did you..." "It doesn't matter on how I knew this Mr Harry, all that matters right now is that your seventy seven security measures you took to prevent people like me from entering your exquisite house with beautiful curtains btw have been killed, massacred, destroyed and eliminated...apart from the dogs though" I could see the shock written all over his face but he tried to maintain his composure. "What do you want?" He said with gritted teeth "Ah just the question I've been waiting to hear" I instantly pushed myself off the wall and walked to the table my tools were. "What I want is quite simple" I said picking up a knife amongst my many tools "Your head" "Outrageous!" He suddenly bursted "Hush now Mr Harry, save your big use of words for someone who went to collage because I do know that I didn't" "Name it and stop toying with me, is it money?" I shaked my head disagreeing with him while dropping the knife and picking up another tool, my poisonous darts. "Is it a rivalry group that sent you?" He asked again but I just nodded my head disagreeingly, while dropping the darts and picking up my plasma blade. "Five million, just check my drawer and you'll see a chequebook, gentleman's honor" I scoffed and nodded my head in a way that indicated no, while dropping the plasma blade and picking up my guns "s**t!, f**k you!, Do you want a billion?, 8 billion?, a trillion?, 9 trillion?. What the f**k woman just speak!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs obviously frustrated. "You can't get everything with money Mr Harry" I sighed at his stupidity. "Then what the f**k do you want, you monster?!" I let my finger trail the guns body, with my back facing him. "Your head Mr Harry is all I ask for, is it too hard?" "You can't be serious... You must be too naive and lack the knowledge of what I'm offering you" He still tried giving himself some hope. "I didn't go to college but I'm not stupid Mr Harry, I do know what your offering me is alot, it's so much it could keep me going for a long time..." At the corner of my eye I could see the hope that he had on his face, he seemed as though I would actually take his offer. I could see his composure return. I love giving them a little hope before they die. I internally laughed. "Your offer is.... is quite..." "Tempting" He quickly butted in smiling. He actually even had the mind to smile in such a situation he was in. "That's not the word. I would rather call it... foolish" I turned around swiftly facing his direction "Men like you disgust me Mr Harry and now you anger me. I want you balls stuffed up your nose" "You... You... You've got to be joking" I could see the fear return back to his face. "Now I want your d**k stuffed in your mouth!" I laughed for the first time tonight as I turned back to the table dropping my guns and picking up my glove. "You beast!!' he spat again. "Emily" was all I said "What?" "Emily Evans, she was the girl you r***d. I'm sure you wouldn't even remember her" I let out a sigh as I put on the other glove. I saw his eyes moving frantically as though he was trying to recall. "You r***d her in the alley even though she begged, she cried, she screamed. Funny how she called you the samething you called me; a monster, a beast and even a psychopath but did that stop you from shoving your d**k down her p***y?, No!. Or am I wrong?" He just remained silent with his head down "You left her covered in a pool of blood without blinking an eye. She lived to tell the story though, but you were so rich and influencial that she couldn't lay a finger on you. She saved up all the income she could get, praying for a day she could use it somehow against you. And that day came...she hired me to take out the trash. She is currently growing a life inside of her, a life that she doesn't want to take out because she believes she has no right to destroy it but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to see you dead. She prefers using her saved up cash for labour to ruin you. Mr Harry, I don't kill those that don't deserve it" I finally finished wearing my gloves and started putting on my overalls. "What do you have to say for yourself?" I asked because his silence stunned me. "1925" He stated I stared at him like he was insane "That's the code for my safe. Give her the money for her hospital bills and any other thing she needs and you could take whatsoever remains" I only nodded my head stating yes "That's the least I could do for her, I wouldn't have realised my mistake if you didn't come to kill me and I have no excuse for my behaviour. Those were some dark times in my life and the money is the least I could do for her even though it can't erase the past " I carefully packed my hair into a bun and spoke after some silence "I always wanted to become a doctor but somethings don't really work out they way we plan them to, so cheer up your going to a...a...let's call it a better place" "Mhm" was all he said I really did try comforting him guys, but I guess comforts hard to give when you kill people for a living. "You wanna know a secret?" "Your the second man to ever see my white hair" I said picking up a hand drill beside me "And where's the first man now?" "Dead" I said coldly powering on the drill "Can I have a last request?" He inquired I crooked my head to one side "Sure, it could be your death wish...go ahead" "Who was the first man?" His question made my blood turn ice cold as shivers went down my spine making my hairs on my body to stand up. I felt the emotions I had bottled up and buried years ago resurface, making the drill almost slip out of my hand. I held back the tears that whelm up in my eyes reminding myself to breathe. I let out a breath quickly saying. "My dad" And with those last words, I turned around to face him as screams filled the air. $~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$~$ Word count: 1759 Hope you enjoyed my story though I'll love to hear any suggestions Please don't forget to vote and comment Xoxo your author