Page 39 of Vicious Hearts


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“No guy. No roommate. Just the cat. I’m just saying, bro, it’d be so fuckin’easy. She cuts through this alley a lot, too.”

The first guy chuckles darkly. “What a fucking stupid cunt.”

“Her stupidity’s our fucking gain, though, right?”

My eyes turn to slits, watching the first guy rub his hands together.

“Or else we just go up to her apartment and pretend to be with the landlord or something. Bet she’d open up, no problem.”

“Oh, she’d open up all right,” the second guy snickers. “For my fuckin’ dick.”

Rage boils inside of me.

“Dude!” The first guy laughs, taking a swig from a bottle in his hand. “Who says you get first dibs?”

“Fuck off, man. That bitch’s fuckin’ ass ismine—”

“Tell me.”

They both start at the sound of my voice. Slowly, I step out of the shadows as they nervously glance at one another, then at me.

My darkness flexes, throbbing just beneath my skin.

“Excuse me? Tell you what—”

“Tell me that you promise to stay away from her. Tell me that you swear you’ll never even look at her, orthinkof her again, so long as I spare your pathetic, worthless lives.”

The two dipshits glance again at each other, scoff, and then turn back to me.

“Who the fuck are you, her boyfriend?” the second guy snickers.

“Nah, bro,” douchebag number one drawls. “Too old. He looks more like her sugar daddy.”

I roll my shoulders, cracking my neck as I slip my cigarette case out and place one between my lips. I light it with my Zippo without saying a word.

The second guy stares fixedly at me, shaking his head. “If you’re looking for promises like that, you can fuck right off and get your ass out of—”

“You misunderstand.” I drag slowly on my smoke. “I’m not looking to hear your promises. I’m looking to hear yourlies. It makes itsomuch more fun, considering how easy this will be.”

They stare at me.

“Makes what more fun?”

“Yeah, what do you think is going to be easy, pal?”

“Killing you.”

They blink at my blunt words. I drag on my cigarette calmly, my green eyes stabbing through the darkness into them.

“I do so love it when they beg and plead and lie through their teeth.”

The first guy swallows. The second glances at his buddy, then at me. “Get outta here, you fuckin’ weirdo.”

My hand slides from my pocket. The blade glints in the dim light of a laundromat across the street.

The smirks drop from their faces.

“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” guy number one mutters coldly, lifting his coat slightly to show me the butt of the gun tucked into his pants.

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