𝐈'𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝒕 𝒉 𝒊 𝒓 𝒕 𝒚 𝒕 𝒘 𝒐

'Ain't nothing to worry about. Been doing this shit since I was eleven.' She mumbled.

'Fine, do whatever...' I sighed laying back down in bed.

'I will, that's the plan,' She responded nonchalantly.

I remember I was about to keep quiet and just fall asleep. But the thought of her doing something really, really, bad was getting at me. 'Y-you not with that sex trafficking stuff, right?'

'Hell no!' She responded quickly, the look on her face read offended. 'I do not partake in any of that.'

'And you don't murder people?'

'No.' She replied.

'Then what do you do?'

'I... I just get stuff done.' Hailey ran a hand threw her hair.

'That's not a specific answer.'

The room was silent and I was suffocating in it. 'I'll be back later, Cassandra...' She said after checking herself out in the mirror. She opened the window and a few seconds later she was gone. That was around two o'clock, and she wasn't back.

Now it was three and she still wasn't here. Coming out here was supposed to be relaxing but no.

I'm up worrying that Hailey somewhere in a ditch with a bullet hole in her chest and it's nerve wrecking. I sighed looking over at Tucker, Dexter, and, Lion asleep on the floor. Well, Lion was a little asleep. He was just lying on the floor watching the clock.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Three iMessage notifications came to my phone all from Hailey.

hail😐
Come Outside Hailey Need To Get In The House

hail😐
Bring A Jacket Or Something It's A Little Cold

hail😐
And Get A First Aid Kit Ready Too

Why is she referring to herself in third person?

And what I need a first aid kit for?

If I'm being honest this sound like the beginning to a Crime Watch Daily episode.

It's starts off with something about the suspect luring the victim to come outside, to help the victim's friend, only to be slashed and stuff like that. The killer only gonna be caught because he leaves a hair from his mustache. Then he gets 60 years.

I blame my grandad for getting me into that show, now I'm addicted.

Ding!

hail😐
Hurry Up WTF

I type back a 'bitch don't rush me' and grab a jacket and put on my slides.

I bring the mace that Hailey crazy ass didn't bring with her for god knows what reason, and leave out the guest room. I then sneakily slip out the front door and Hailey's standing in front a grey Benz Truck along with a few other guys.