Dreams Outgrow Rooms Built From Other Peoples Fears by Niro Mason 244

244 Two–Faced Bitches [1] 

[Music: Call Me By Blondie] 

Maria turned up the volume of the radio, the loud beat of the music filling the space. 

“Little Esme doesn’t need to hear what comes next,” Maria stated. 

“Why?” I asked fearlessly. “Why are you doing this?” 

This wouldn’t be the first time a hitman came for me, but I’m more terrified for Esme’s sake. Maria may have claimed she wouldn’t hurt her, but I’ll be damned if I believe a word she says. 

Maria clearly wasn’t the jovial slutty mouthed girl I knew all this time. 

…” 

me guess, the pay wasn’t good enough for you?” I added. “Killing your boss is 

etched for som 

scoffed. “Tru 

“Then, why 

making a m 

“Is that a your lif 

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g like that… there are other ways to get your voice heard.” 

e pay was decent, and you’re possibly the best boss there 

into my diner and threaten me for what reason? You’re 

u’re in no position to do that…” She raised her knife. “Begging for as truly looking forward to.” 

ore the knife was thrown straight for my head, but I reacted quickly, ed, my breath heavy as I turned my head to the knife stapled to the wall have been my head. 

reflex, boss… I wasn’t expecting that.” She brought out another knife. “I ht you weren’t gonna go down easily. I’m glad I was right. It wouldn’t have it if you had died so quickly.” 

steady my breath as anger seethed through me. I took off my glasses and em aside. 

you lost the right to call me boss.” 

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“Is your name even Maria?” 

“God! I wish I didn’t have to kill you. For what it’s worth, you were fun to be with. The single mom boss who couldn’t fuck a fresh meat to save her life. I was really looking forward to it.” Her eyes raked me hotly. “You were my type after all.” 

Another knife sped toward me, and I grabbed the tray just in time to stop it. She’d flung two at me, and the tips were just inches away from my eyes. 

“Can you stop throwing these around, and talk like responsible adults?” I considered, hoping I could drag this out longer until I figured out what to do. 

I don’t stand a chance against her, and she has just proven she could dice me! 

Maria attacked at speed, swinging her knife with ferocity. I barely dodge most of it. I wasn’t freaking Terminator, I’m barely hanging here, and Maria’s agility just proved more of my suspicion that she was some sort of assassin. 

I raised the tray just in time to stop her from descending her knife. 

“Seems like all those years spent with your bodyguard didn’t go to waste. I would have much preferred you fucked that ass. We could have had a threesome.” 

Bodyguard? She knew who Reed really was. What else does she know? 

Maria kicked me right in the abdomen, and the force pushed me until my back pressed against the wall. I caught her wrist before the knife could get to my head, holding back with all my might until it became a fit of strength. 

Maria struggled as she growled, adding more energy, and I, on the other hand, felt like my wrist was gonna snap with so much restraint. 

The tip got to my neck, and I held on with my might. 

“Give it up!” She barked. “Don’t fight it.” 

I grunted, slamming my face right into hers, and she backed away, wobbly by the impact as blood gushed from her nose. 

Everything spun for me too, but I got a grip of myself, charging towards Maria, seizing her ponytail and banging her face into the table over and over again, but she elbowed me, followed by a backhanded impact on my face. 

She grabbed me and tossed me against the table, and it broke upon impact. The air was knocked out of me as if for a minute I couldn’t breathe, and when I saw her descending 

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on me with her knife, I kicked her, hard enough for her to collide with the floor with a loud yell. 

I slumped, pain shooting all over me. I let out a cry as I pushed myself to my knees, spitting a mouthful of blood. 

At the sound of a noise, I turned my head just as Maria jumped to her feet, landing perfectly on her heels. 

Oh come on! Her entire face is bleeding, yet she wants to keep going? 

Maria rushed towards me, and I hurriedly crawled, but her knife brushed my thigh, and I hissed. She tried to stab me, but I somehow found my footing, grabbed the coffee pot, and broke it on her head. 

Fuck! It’s not even hot anymore. 

I used my leg to push her, climbing over the counter and tumbling to the other side. Maria leaped onto the counter, and I mulled how she pulled that move off in fucking 

heels! 

Uh–oh! 

She descended for me, and I quickly rolled over before I was stomped to death in the worst way possible. 

I managed to get on my feet, tossing whatever I could find at her, glass smashed against the floor, and basically everything was torn apart, as the sharp clatter overshadowed the loud music. 

I eyed the kitchen door, knowing Esme was hiding in there. If I remain here, our fight would surely get over there, and I can’t risk that. 

I charged, diving into her as we both tumbled on the floor. She pulled on my hair, and I did hers too, and we both screamed at each other as our fight turned into a fucking cat–fight. I clawed at her face with my nails before she flipped me over. 

Maria’s fist almost connected with my face, but she got hit with a tray and dropped on top of me. Growling, I pushed her off. 

“Harper!” 

Sweat beaded her face as she clenched her side before helping me stand. 

“Oh God, are you alright?” I asked, seeing her hand dyed red. 

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*1–I’m fine. Maria came out of nowhere and stabbed me. I think she needs help. 

I embraced her, relieved she was okay, 

“When I saw you lying behind the counter, 1–I thought you were dead.” 

“I will be if I don’t get to the hos- She dropped. 

“Harper!” 

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