It's All About Her

IRIS' POV

WHAT a day. I can't wait to go home and write in my journal. Being an Arts Major really takes a toll on you

"Heyy Riri, had fun today?" Adam, my flatmate asks from his bedroom. I peak inside to answer him. "Yeahh it was okay, same ol' same ol'.

"Figured. I'm bringing a chicken over, you know the drill". Oh yes, the "drill" which entails being in my room the entire night. I'm not complaining though, I'll just grab something to eat then go work on my journal

Later that night...

These walls are way to thin, I always hear everything. And I mean everything

I wonder how it feels. I've always wanted my first time to be with someone special, but I've never met that "someone". Would he be blonde or brunette? Tatted or not? How tall would he be? Being twenty one abd still never having my first kiss is a bit embarrassing I can't lie but oh well. "One day Iris...one day", I think aloud as I drift into slumber

SMOKE'S POV

"Good job Smoke, now don't touch me, you're covered in blood", Stephen let out a hardy laugh. He's right though, I just came back from a mission to wipe out a group of people. Not the best way to spend a cool evening but at least that's over with.

"Oh and you missed someone, apparently there was a woman at the scene, which you didn't kill. Smoke how many times do I have to tell you, LEAVE. NO. WITNESS. BEHIND! Now go fucking finish the job". I don't particularly enjoy killing, especially women and children, but I guess I have no choice

"Okay okay I'm going"

So much for a beautiful evening.

"Please, I won't tell, just spare me" this blonde woman pleads. I really don't want to have to do this, especially behind an apartment complex. But I'm tired. I'll just make it quick

I grab her by the neck before she has the chance to scream and break it with a snap. Good. Job all done. Now I can go home and take a nice shower. My wishful thoughts were interrupted when I heard a faint gasp.

I look up and see a girl in the darkness, peaking through her window. She quickly hides when she notices me looking up. "Oh great, now I have to get rid of another one. I just can't catch a fucking break"

I slowly start floating in the air, guess that's where I got my name from. My weird ability to turn certain parts of my body to smoke. I don't enjoy using that weird power because it's really uncomfortable, but I have to now.

She shut her room window, smart girl. Might as well be polite, so I knock on it

No reply. I knock again. No reply

Guess I'll just let myself in, and so I did. I walked I into what looks like a bedroom, I can still see clearly in the dark. I can also hear "activities" coming from the other room. Ill just have to make it quick and not make a scene.

I focus and hear the girl's shallow breaths from underneath the bed. "Heyy, I just want to talk, come out from wherever you're hiding", I say, pretending not to know where she is. Why am I enjoying this?

No response. Okay then, guess we're doing this the hard way.

I bent down and rolled under the bed, facing her as she's facing me, holding her mouth to stay quiet. That's adorable.

"Hey", I say with a smirk