Hate for a dominant man

I should’ve died.

I stabbed the fucker In the stomach just as he tackled me to the floor“FUCKK U b***h!” he yelled so I took my blade out obviously it was hurting him poor baby and I stabbed him in the eye as he tried to choke me yelling “ YOU SHOULD BE DEAD U f*****g w***e “ the eye obviously wasn’t enough so I used my telekinesis to push him off me then I split his throat “ oh s**t”

I laid there breathless next to the dickheads body but I wasn’t done it was time for my signature you’ll find that out later tho let me get to work

After I was done doing my thing with dickhead Bryson I went to work humming and in a fantastic f*****g mood . Yolanda was watching me like I was a foreign alien or some s**t so fine I’ll bite “ what” I asked my very nosy best friend

“ hmm nothing u just seem very happy and in high spirits today “ she said suspiciously and accusing side eyeing me

“ mhm isn’t that a good thing” I asked more a statement than question I haven’t been this happy in years and she knows it

“ no no it’s a great thing under certain circumstances “ she said arching her eyebrow getting ready for more nosy questions

“So” oh boy here she goes “ so?” I replied she wasn’t gonna give up “ what’d u do last night?”

“Eh same old same old” I smirked as I made my coffee looking at her

“Mhm” she said walking to the back grabbing from what I could see was a news paper and slamming it on the table in front of me

“Ayee my coffee watch that” I said tryna glance at the news paper. “ what’s this “ she demanded as she pointed to a picture of the lovely Bryson fell dead wit a p***s in his throat

“Hmm i have no idea” i said as I spiked my coffee with some vodka “ good riddance tho” I shrugged walking away to further avoid this conversation

But of f*****g course she follows me and demands answers to something she has no proof I did “ did u do this mena? “ she asked quietly. Now lies the real question can I trust my bestie with my most twisted hobby or would I end up behind bars because of her at this point in the game nobody is to be trusted so I said

“ if I did?” She looked at me stunned “ if u did?” She repeated dumbfounded “ mhm if I did what would u do?” I said . I was baiting her and we both knew it

“ if u did then ur an asshole cause I told you I wanted to help you on your mission!” My crazy bestfriend declared . I sighed of relief I don’t know why maybe having someone understand me all the way through the bad parts wasn’t so bad

“ well I’m sorry “ I shrugged “ ur sorry? That’s f*****g it ? “ she yelled loosing the control on her temper “ hey relax the next ones tonight anyways”.

“ I get to go right?” She asked excitedly

“Long as u don’t slow me down or get caught” I shrugged

“ yayyy”Yolanda squealed and hugged me tight going to tend to a costumer we’ve been avoiding to have this talk. I rolled my eyes secretly loving how loving she is then I realized I couldn’t take her with me on my missions it would break her and I need a sweet innocent soul in my life I watched her smile and be sweet with costumers for the next 5 minutes on my break

The day went by fast and I was still undecided about taking her with me due to real serious reasons like what if she faints at the sight of blood or has a panic attack or anxiety? I can’t have her breaking down in the middle of a mission

She walks up to me and literally snaps me out my thoughts “ what u thinking about? “ she asked after putting her jacket on the shop was closing up soon and we had s**t to do

“ killing motherfuckers were cutting s**t short Nigel’s next” I say getting yo walking into the back room slipping ma undercover suit from my bag

After I was changed I came out to see my bestfriend dressed in some black widow s**t too and I smiled and said “ u look hot” she laughed and asked me “ can u zip the zipper?” I walked over and zipped her zipper up downing my now cold coffee in one go

“ ight let’s go” I stated walking towards the door with her on my heels I already knew whatever happened tonight things would never be the same with Yolanda. She turned the open sign to closed and we got to walking

Surprisingly Nigel didn’t live that far from the shop.was he rich yes but it was rich buildings all around the shop I pulled out a backup knife and gave it to Yolanda “do not be afraid to use that ight?” I said warning her she nodded her head

Nigel’s house didn’t have no gate if u were a regular round here you’d think he was just a stand up citizen but he wasn’t and he was gonna pay for that

I imagined all the security were hiding waiting to flake me out but that wasn’t the case it was one guard at the door so told Yolanda “ stay here real quick ok” she nodded her head off and I snuck up behind him and knocked him out with ma gun I won’t hurt the innocent even though I doubt any of these f**k ass bodyguards were innocent

I used ma magic to unlock the door knowing it was a lot of people inside I took a peak and saw him walking around pacing I don’t even have to get to the house I can to my damage out here

I called Yolanda over and told her “ chant wit me” she did and soon we had both the doors spelled shut with shards incase any warlock got lucky

“ your terrifyingly good at this” said my paranoid bestfriend looking both ways

I chuckled “ I know” as I poured a freshly baked potion from home under the door it was a death spell whoever the potion touched would feel their skin burning from the inside out it was a spell u could control with your mind and could see through the spells eyes which was good for me

I still needed Nigel’s body for my signature so I let my potion do its thing and once all the screams and banging on the locked doors tryna escape stopped i asked my bestfriend to help me unspell the doors but ofc she hadda ask “ why?” Ughhh “ just do it trust me “ I reassured her and she did we unspelled the doors and long behold Nigel came running outside yelling help

I creeping up behind him and said “boo” just as he turned around terrified I shot him between the eyes and with a dump to the ground almost all my problems were solved

“ wow” Yolanda said catching up with me while

slow clapping “this is really how u spend your nights?” She asked