I contemplate thinking about knocking him out or scaring shit out of him. You know what threatening is much better and teenagers are dumb anyway. Well most of them are, no sorry, and thank you.

I pointed my gun at him putting my emotionless face and copying my older brother Aiden. After all, he is the scariest out of all. The boy in front of me didn't even blink, he stood there unbothered and bored.

Huh? What is up with this guy? Come on everyone gets scared of Aiden's cold face even big guys.

"You aren't scared?" I ask hesitating.

"Scared of who? A kid. Ridiculous." He said coldly.

My face drops. Seriously no way. I bet this guy is crazy. Ignoring my gun he walks towards me like he is god of death or something. I kill no kids. Once he was near enough I tried to land a punch at his nose but he grabbed my fist and twisted my arm behind my back, he took the gun off my hands and pointed at the back of my neck. That was fast. It's not time to get impressed idiot. I scold myself.

"Scialla. ( chill )" I muttered under my breath.

"What?" He asked narrowing his eyes.

Your... Nevermind.

While he was startled by my foreign dialect I hit his nose with the back of my head causing him to step back. Unlike a normal person, he didn't even drop a gun or cover his nose. Is he for real?  So I politely kicked his jaw which he blocked by his muscular arm.

Dang it. Come on no one can beat me in a fight.

"Aren't you too good at fighting? How old are you? 14?" He asked blankly.

For a second I thought he was jesting. I glare at him.

"I am sixteen," I said.

Shit, I am undercover. Nice Bella you will never be a good spy.

"Too young to have a gun." He pointed out.

"None of your business," I said with a fake smile. "Give the gun back."

He smirked and raised the gun in the air and I lost it. I give him aunt lexi's famous glare which had made lots of men piss in their pants but of course, it didn't work at him at all.

What is he? Psychopath. Nah, I think narcissistic.

Before I could punch him my gaze landed on the guy who had fainted earlier. He was wide awake and pointed a gun at the guy in front of me but before he could shoot I jumped on the boy causing us to fall, with me on top of him. I grab my gun and shoot the hand of the man who drops his gun wincing. I shot his arm and leg.

I should have done it before.

I focused back on the guy only to realize I was right on top of him while his arm was around my waist, our face too close for our liking. His gaze bore deep into mine causing me to pause in my moments.

Dang it. Have you seen this in romance movies? It's cringe honestly. And by the look, the guy is giving me I think he agrees too.

I quickly try to stand up only for him to tighten his arm around my waist and pull a gun out of my hand. Before I can react he shoots the two more men. I glanced at them who had fallen on the floor with bullets in their arms and legs. I glanced back at the handsome boy with wide eyes.

Now that was cool.

This is a murder.

"Wait you can use a gun too," I said shocked.

He rolled his eyes and flicked my forehead hard causing me to roll off him rubbing my forehead. Strong big guy. He stood up and glanced down at me. With a groan, I stood up. He hands my gun back.

huh?

"Since you saved my life I will let you go kid." He said calmly.

I narrowed my eyes at him calling me kid but nodded since I could solve matters easily.

"Just act like you never saw me," I said softly. He didn't say anything and turning around he left. Taking guns and bullets of the unconscious men I left. Stealing is fun especially when it's a gun.

Aunt Lexi will be disappointed if she knows this.

Good thing she will never know.

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I entered the club using a fake ID and proceeded to dress as a waiter, yeah I am using a get-up man. It works so well besides my family is powerful enough to find me from any corner of the world. I don't want to get caught in an incident like last time. I need to hide and earn some cash until I am here. I sighed. Life is full of rainbows and sunshine. Note of sarcasm.

Taking a deep breath and putting charming manly smile I proceed to work. Maybe I should work at the company besides my disguise looks good enough. Getting in female attire will cause trouble. Now that I think about those people how the hell do they know I am here? I have no contact with anyone and yet. Hell, I didn't even talk with my best friend Roxy.

Out of the corner of my gaze, I noticed the familiar face of the man whom I injured in the morning. His palm was on his waist while he was walking out of the back door. There is a dark strain under his palm. It's blood. Ugh, how did they get here?

I followed him out while making sure I was not seen. My gaze lands on the familiar boy who is beating the shit out of the man. The man I followed pulled out a knife making his way towards the guy.

Not on my watch bastard.

I grabbed him from the headlock and made sure he fainted. When the boy was done beating his gaze landed on me but before I could say a word he glared at me. Within two steps he stood in front of me.

"You, who are you and what did you do to these people?" He asked me while pinning me on the wall.

"Pardon?" I asked politely. Come on my get-up is good enough, he shouldn't recognize me.

"Don't play games with me and why are you in this get-up? I was right you are criminal aren't you." He demands quite harshly.

Darn it. He saw through me again.

"I am not a criminal, " I replied confidently.

Even though I do questionable things I never killed innocent. I only killed criminals so I am innocent. Maybe I can fool anyone with this confidence.

"Don't lie. Why are these people behind you?" He asked mad.

Nah, never mind.

"It's complicated."

"Seriously, due to you now they are behind me."

That made me feel guilty. "I am sorry," I said softly causing him to breathe, he calmed himself down. His gaze bore deep in mine causing me to focus on his pretty eyes.

Which was a wrong move because another man who came out of nowhere almost stabbed this boy but I pushed him away causing the knife to slide into my abdomen. Even though it's not the first time, it hurts like hell. I punched the nose of the man and hit him between his legs. He fell clutching his manly parts and screamed like a baby on the floor.

I sure am bitch.

I glance back at the boy whose eyes are on my abdomen. Knowing what he was staring I didn't even dare to look down. I collapsed still making eye contact with the pretty dark eyes of the boy. His face is emotionless and he doesn't even move.

I chuckle.

Is this how I am going to die away from my family? Maybe they already assumed I was dead.

Wait, this is not the first time I'm almost going to die. Welcome old friend death. We haven't seen each other in like five or six months.

The guy glared at me and stepped back. I heard his footsteps as he walked away.

Then my gaze became blurry and I passed out.

I bet I will go to hell.