Psychotic

10

"Wow, for a prisoner imma be living large." I said mockingly with a smirk.

She scoffed before speaking.

"Oh please, you goin be staying in the basement until further notice." She said.

"Y/N! With the hell did you do!" A voice yelled from behind.

"Kehlani stop fucking yelling! And I did what I had to do." Y/N yelled back while walking down the stairs into the basement.

There was only a chair, a bed, a toilet, and a fridge that's probably not even on.

She threw me on the bed before putting the cloth back in my mouth making me huff.

I looked up and saw a very angry woman with blackish hair, lots of tattoos, and a pretty light skin tone.

"Why didn't you just kill her on the spot?! Bro you don't know how much fucking trouble you got yourself in! You just kidnapped Mike Jauregui's daughter! Dead or not the Jauregui family is very popular in Mafia! There are gonna be thousands of people after you, excluding the Jauregui army themselves!" She ranted angrily.

"Oh shit!" Y/N yelled while putting her hands in her hair, making me smirk, thinking she was worried.

"I don't give a fuck!" She added on with a smile which made my smirk drop. Of course she didn't fucking care.

"Well you should! If you get caught consider yourself dead! Me and Trevor spent years teaching you how to be uncatchable, smart, and manipulative. But you're just flushing all that work down the fucking toilet. You may be a serial killer wanted in all of America but that doesn't mean you gotta be reckless now. I'm the one that has helped you earn your streak. I've watched people like you get killed, locked up, or even tortured. Because of your cockiness and your recklessness your streak is gonna end soon, Y/N. Whether if you end up dying or getting locked up. And that is a fucking promise!" Kehlani yelled turning to the door.

"I'm done helping you. When you wanna start being smart and actually listening, you know where to find me." She said before leaving with of the door.

I saw Y/N's face drop into a frown.

Based off of what I heard they seemed pretty close. 

"I hope you know that Kehlani is only trying to look out for you. And she's not wrong either. You're playing with fire Y/N. There's no doubt in my mind that your skilled beyond imagination but that isn't gonna save you. There's a difference between the police and a Mafia army. The police have to abide by rules, permits, the state, when catching criminals they still have to do it, ya know legally. But a Mafia army? Huh, they don't give a fuck. They gonna find Lauren, legally or illegally." A guy, I'm guessing is Trevor said to Y/N with a serious face and tone.

"I know Kehlani isn't wrong. But I'm not thinking about that right now. I have to kill Lauren or else I'm gonna become soft. If I let this one girl go before whatever reason that my conscience has, my conscience is gonna start acting up. I'm not gonna be able to kill my targets because of pity or sympathy. You guys don't know me as much as you think you do. One slip up my whole career is gonna start crumbling. I don't support it but that's how my brain and heart works." Y/N said with a huff.

"You're right." Trevor said simply.

"We don't know you as well as we think you do. You are probably the most complicated person I've ever met. But, if you wanna stay safe. You gotta over power your conscience and do it fast. Cause as of right now, Lauren is alive and healthy. Meaning the Mafia are gonna do whatever it takes to find her. But if you kill her we can leave Miami and no one would ever know it's you. We've been going clubbing a whole lot and you've killed like 5 person each club. Lauren would be your 47th kill and we can go." Trevor said with a straight face before leaving.

Y/N let out a deep breath before leaving me alone in the basement.

Well, I've got all the information I need to form a plan on how to break out of here.

Y/N has internal problems, less of physically and more of emotionally. She might be smart and a great manipulator but if I press the right buttons. I'll be out of here in no time.

3 weeks later

Y/N's POV:

Well I've tried everything.

I've held a knife to her throat, a gun to her head, a rope around her neck, poison in her food, everything.

I even tried to suffocate her in her sleep but I ended up giving her CPR.

What I'm not proud of is that I've had actual conversations with her making me fall even deeper.

She's been pushing my buttons but it didn't work at all.

I need to accept the fact that, I can't kill her.

I can't kill.

Wow that sounds... disgusting coming out of my mouth.

This is the first time in forever I've been able to say that.

Last time I said that was when someone assigned me to kill a 11 year old girl because she was able to break out of their sex trafficking system.

"Well green eyes." I said walking down the stairs.

I looked at the basement and saw I ended up giving her a 3DS with a bunch of games on it, a couple of cute rugs, and a working fridge filled with food.

I'm so whipped and she's not even my girlfriend.

"It's inevitable that I can't kill you. So I'm gonna let you go." I said shoving my hands in my pockets.

I saw a flash of sadness in her eyes before it was covered but confusion.

"No." She said simply before crossing her arms.

(I think you all already know that I'm gonna say😁😏)