1x1 with Drake99

[Drake99]

I crawl forward along the ceiling. When I am over
the target, i drop down and hold the knife to her
throat. "Dont scream. It will make it easier for you."
I hiss in her ear.

[bibliophile;]

Georgie let out a yelp, suddenly breathing heavily. "What... What is this for?" She asked, though her voice was barely a whisper. She knew; she just didn't want to die. There were so many things she wanted to do.

[Drake99]

I shrug. "I dont ask my employer why i need to kill
or kidnap the target, and they dont tell me how to
do my job." I say. I raise the knofe and prepare to
slit her throat.

[bibliophile;]

"No, please," she whimpered, louder than her last question. "Whatever it is, I didn't do it. All I do is go to work and come home. I don't have time to do anything that would cause this," she said, trying to back up. She couldn't, though; being on the couch. A tear slipped down her face.

[Drake99]

I shake my head. "I was probably sent to finish
the job that my brother started, which was
getting rid of your parents." I say. I raise the
knife again.

[bibliophile;]

"My parents are dead!" She cried. "Please don't kill me. Whatever that was died with them. I have nothing to do with it. I don't even know what it is. All I know is that they were in trouble with come criminal, and then they died in a car crash a few months ago," Georgie said as more tears slipping down her face.

[Drake99]

I sigh and spin her around. I almost gasp when I
see her face. She's beautiful. I think.
"Look, I'm sorry. I dont want to do this anymore
then you want me to, but this is how i survive."
I say quietly.

[bibliophile;]

Georgie sighed, looking into his eyes. "Can I have a minute? I... I need to get myself together," she said. "There's a rosary in the drawer in my end table. May I get it?" There was a rosary, but that wasn't what she wanted to get.

[Drake99]

"Fine." I growl. (Sorry about the length.

[bibliophile;]

(It's fine)

Georgie hurried over to the end table and opened the drawer. She took a deep breath and glanced at him. Suddenly, she pulled out a gun and pointed it at him. Her hand shook, but she couldn't let him kill her. Not when she was only 19.