I was inspired when I heard this song. It reminds me of Thea to be honest. Not to mention an unexpected pairing—one time only-Enjoy! This is a drabble. Thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow or the song by M.I.A.
Bad Girls do it well
Of all people…Slade Wilson had to be the one that she had a one-night stand with. But it didn't feel like it when they had been together. His much larger frame felt so good against her smaller, petite one. It made her feel safe, it gave her the feeling that someone cared for her. She was one-hundred percent sure he felt the exact opposite. She didn't care. Not anymore. The once precious twelve year old girl everyone knew had disappeared. She entered her stage of rebellion at seventeen and it spurred on ever since. Now at age twenty-four she was the owner of Verdant, had an on-off boyfriend, and most importantly the occasional one night stand. Slade.
He was still sleeping while she felt like a new woman. She made him work. That was her rule, never let a man get in too close. She tried that once, it failed. Rolling her eyes she draped her hand over the bed, easily reaching into her purse grabbing out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The brunette sat up lazily letting the maroon sheet rest on her lower body while her long hair covered her breasts. She lit one cigarette, put the tip in her mouth, and in inhaled through her mouth deeply, before letting the smoke escape her lips.
"Bad habits kill you eventually." His scratchy voice warned.
She turned her head. "You're not my father," she puffed again, "I can do whatever I want." She grimaced.
Slade was irritated to say the least. But he had been intrigued by the young woman. She was gorgeous for one thing, but her attitude was terrible. It matched his own, that by itself added fuel to the fire. He easily snatched the cigarette from her lips and stuck it in a flower pot filled with water.
She rose from the bed not caring about her nakedness. She only picked up her clothes, and her purse and opened the apartment door. "It was fun Slade but I don't plan on doing this with you again. I won't ever forget what you did to my mother."
Why was she with him and he killed her mother? Because he had a dominant air that surrounded him, it had turned her on. She just wanted to rid of the fire in her loins caused by him. That was it.
"See you around." Slade coughed.
With one more look she licked her lips. "No you won't. Did you think I would actually let you get away with murdering my mother in cold blood? Hell no. You'll be dead in the next few hours. Trust me." She smirked one last time and left the small apartment.
"Shocking news report. Slade Wilson has met his end, an untimely end we hate to say. He was found in his apartment, dead at around three o' clock. We'll fill you in on more details once we get more intel."
Thea bit her lip turning off the news. She chuckled slightly holding the syringe that had once been filled with a clear liquid poison. Without another word she closed her eyes and let the silence fall upon her ears.