fallin' out of love (stemxstud)

Anaela

Here I am, walking down the side of the road behind Tino's fuck ass. I told her not to break my heart.

Bitch.

It's time for a new chapter now. A different me.

AS

"Not gonna lie. We made a pretty nice deal this time, Anaela," I smirked, cleaning off the new set of knives I had bought as I sat on her bed.

I know.

"Don't have an attitude with me. It wasn't me who broke your heart, little leader."

Who's the one talking to themself out loud now?

Huh, you're right.

I know I am.

Your mother is asleep downstairs. She's not even listening.

You don't know that. She's sneaky.

She said she was only staying a few days. It's Thursday now.

I know. Just deal with her.

Deal with her in what way? I do...have some knives out.

Don't touch her. She might be valuable for my plan later on.

You're brokenhearted. But not dumb. New update for you, Anaela. I'm proud.

Don't make me hate you.

That...wouldn't be very wise of you.

Later on at the office, I laid out three neat photos and looked up at Brett through my black shades.

"Sierra Walker. Teece Roberson."

"And the third?" he laid a hand on my desk, staring down at the photographs.

"Valentine Booker."

"You want them all dead?"

"Yes. And I want Siara Love and Mayah Goulding framed for their murders."

"But you don't want those two dead, correct?"

"Correct," I nodded.

Anaela stayed quiet.

"This is all the information you would need on them all. If my mother happens to ask you about this...let's just say, once this all is dealt with, I'll be able to focus on my work better."

"Alright," he pursed his lips, taking up each of the photos carefully.

"Sissy. Teece. And Tino. You'll likely find Sissy at the Sunday Breeze complex or the adjacent high school. She hangs around Ariana, Raneah, Mayah, and Pouty. Teece, you'll find wherever Tino resides. I heard she doesn't...get out much," I smiled a little, "Pouty and Mayah, the people who will be framed with their murders are lovers, so they'll most likely be together as well. I want this done by the end of the day."

"Easily done, but..."

"But what?" my eyes flashed up to his, taking them off of Valentine's photo.

"There's a contract in one of our vaults concerning you and Miss Valentine, stating that the two of you cannot kill one another-

"Fuck what a piece of paper says," I shouted, sweeping all of the shit off of the desk with my hand. "I want her dead. All of them dead. Dead. Dead." I took in a shuddery breath. "Dead."

"Alright," Brett cleared his throat. "Consider it done."

"Who made the contract, Brett?" I nodded at him, regaining my composure.

"Your mother and her mother."

"Better hope they don't find out then, huh?" I said darkly.

"Yes, Ms. Boss."

I carefully watched my henchman as he left the room. Whether I could trust him or not...would be revealed very soon.