It Starts With One
A Boondock Saints
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Boondock Saints. I only own my character Autumn and any story lines that I add.
Author's Note: Thanks for eXsTorDiNaRiLy InViSiBlE, ILuvOdie,and JokerSmile for reviewing and thanks to Kungfupandabear for favoriting and MamaJMarie for alerting it. And of course thank you to everyone else who is reading this.
Oh Also!! There is a bit of a heated part here, but I didn't really go into the scene much because I didn't know how many people wanted it or not? I rated it M partly for this reason of a just in case factor. If you could write in the review or in a message or something whether you want detailed-ish scenes or not would be great. Thanks.
Chapter Three:
"You'll have the revenge you wish."
My eyes stayed staring at his lifeless body. Tears escaped my eyes and I feared I couldn't hold them back any longer. The anger was gone and nothing but sorrow had filled my body.
"When?" I said wiping my eyes.
"I will train you. I will give you the necessary skills to stay alive and then when your revenge is taken, you will help me in return."
I looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "I'll do whatever you ask."
My eyes opened quickly and then blinked a couple times. I looked around almost as if to make sure I was at home. I sat up and made my way to the kitchen for some coffee. I turned the TV onto the news as I poured myself a cup of coffee.
"...A man was found dead in his home this morning after being shot in the head. The victim was identified as Ben Akvin. There are currently no suspects for the murder. Ben leaves behind a wife of five years."
I sighed as I stared at his picture on the TV. Another man that was listed on the news and in the obituary because of me. How long would this go on for? When would it end? when would he finally call and tell me that this was the last one and that I was free? Could I even live with myself after I was free? I turned off the TV and got dressed before heading out into Boston. I needed to get away from my apartment. I didn't want to be alone right now. Then came the factor of deciding what to do with myself on my day off. I parked in the parking lot and walked to the apartment door.
I pushed the "MacManus" button and waited for the buzz back.
"Hello?"
"Hey Connor." I said into the speaker.
"Ah, hey Autumn." He said and the buzzing for the door unlocking came.
I took the stairs up to their floor and knocked on their door. I smiled as Murphy opened the door.
"Hey. Come in." He smiled.
"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go out. My treat?" I said.
"Uh, yeah sure. Why not." He said and grabbed his jacket.
He shut the door behind him and we made our way to my car.
"So how did it go last night?"
"Huh?" I asked him and looked back and forth between the road and him.
"That emergency that came up. You seemed really upset. Just wanted to make sure you're alright."
"Oh yeah... that. I'm alright I guess. I'd rather not talk about it though." I responded trying to drop it immediately.
"Mind if I?" He asked as he held a cigarette between his fingers.
"No. Go ahead." I insisted.
He rolled his window down as he lit up his cigarette.
"So where are we off to?" He asked.
"I don't know I didn't really get that far. How about some lunch?" I asked and he nodded.
"Sounds good." He said as he blew out smoke.
We stopped at a small restaurant and chatted for a bit while we waited for our food to come.
"Murphy..." I said and he looked up at me.
"Yes Autumn?"
"Do you think..." I stopped and he raised an eyebrow as he smirked with interest.
"Do you think that God forgives people who kill to save their own skin?"
He looked at me stunned. I don't think he really expected me to ask a question like that...
"Well I guess it depends on what you mean lass... If you're meaning in self defense, I'm sure God would be forgiving."
"No... I mean. Like someone who is a hitman or an assassin..." I said.
He licked his lips and scratched at his head.
"I don't know..." He pondered. "I'd like to think that they don't."
I silently ate my food when it was delivered.
"Am I dropping you off at your house or would you like to come hang out at mine?" I asked.
"Are you inviting me?" He asked and I smiled.
"No Murphy. I am taking away your invite and making you go home."
"Movie at your place it is." He smirked and watched the road ahead of us.
To be honest, I don't even know what movie he put in. It didn't really matter. I knew we weren't going to watch it. I felt his bare chest press against me as we laid on the couch together. My arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer. I felt his hands inch under my shirt readying to take it off. His fingertips felt good against my skin. He trailed his kisses from my lips to my collarbone. The phone began to ring and my body stiffened. Murphy noticed and looked at me cautiously.
"Are you alright?" He asked and I nodded.
"Yeah, just ignore the phone." I said and pulled him into a kiss.
The phone began to ring again after a minute of silence. Then again and again until Murphy growled in frustration and got up. I tried to reach for him, but no such luck.
"Hello?" Murphy spoke. "Hello?!" He exclaimed when no response came.
He looked at the phone with raised eyebrows and hung up the phone.
"Apparently they didn't want me." He said as he climbed over the couch back to me.
His lips barely brushed against mine as the phone rang again.
He groaned into my shoulder and I giggled at him. "I'll get it." I said and moved from under him and walked to the phone. I picked up and phone and bit my lip.
"Hello?"
"I don't appreciate being ignored." His tone made me keep my mouth shut.
"You'll have an envelope in your mailbox within the hour."
"Now isn't the best time..." I said trying to keep my voice as low as I could.
"I expect to see his picture in my newspaper by tomorrow." The click came and my breath caught in my throat. I held the phone to my chest and tried to even my breathing as I put the phone on the hook.
Murphy's hands glided down my arms as he came behind me.
"Who was that?" He asked.
"I don't even know. He kept babbling on and on until he realized I wasn't the right girl." I said keeping my composure. I smiled after I kissed his lips softly.
"Come on." I said taking his hand in mine and leading him to my room. A smirk crept onto his face and he didn't dare say no.
I lay wide awake snuggled up to Murphy. I wanted to remain here with him.
"I expect to see his picture in my newspaper by tomorrow."
His voice sent a chill down my spine. Murphy's rhythmic breathing was soothing. I looked up at him and moved my fingers through his hair. He muttered something inaudible in his sleep. I pecked his lips softly as to not wake him. I moved his arm from my naked body and grabbed my clothes off the floor and changed into them quickly.
I grabbed the gun and put the safety on before putting it in the back of my pants. I stood in the doorway and stared at Murphy's sleeping form for a moment.
"If only you knew what I was really like... I wish I could tell you..." I whispered softly.
I opened the envelope as I sat in my car. His address was included along with the picture. I drove to his address and parked across the street. The house looked empty and there were no cars in the parking lot. I looked at the paper of addresses and looked at the next on the list. Apparently this guy spends a lot of his time at on of the local bars. It was a newer one that was added into town. I drove to the bar and parked. I looked around, in my car, at the outside of the bar to make sure it was the right place.
"Get out of here!" A man yelled as he shoved a guy out.
"Whatever! I was leaving this dump anyways." The man had a bad slur to his voice. Obviously he was far too wasted than need be.
The security guard shook his head and headed back inside. I took a look at the photo and noticed the strong resemblance to the drunken man. I got out of my car and followed him into the alley. He held himself up by the brick wall as he puked whatever he had out of his system. I stood behind him and placed the gun to his head. He stiffened immediately.
"I.. I don't have anything! I swear!" He exclaimed.
"I don't want anything you have." I said. "Get down on your knees."
The man sobbed as he faced me and dropped to his knees. I tried to ignore his sobs as I attached the silencer. I placed the gun to his head.
"Please..." He sobbed.
"God bless your soul..." I said and pulled the trigger once more.
"and may he spit on my corpse for what I've done..." I muttered to myself.
I closed my apartment door as silently as I could and then rested my head against it.
"Late night again?" My head shot up and I looked at Murphy, who was standing in the doorway.
"Murph..."
"What the hell are you doing Autumn?" He exclaimed.
"I... Nothing."
"Don't lie to me." His voice remained stern. My eyes went to the floor quickly.
"I can't tell you..."
"Why not?"
"I just can't okay?!" I exclaimed.
"No! You've been acting all weird, you've been sneaking around and blowing me off for the past month if not longer, you've been lying to me. I want to know the truth now dammit!" He said as he stood in front of me now.
"I haven't been lying to you!" I exclaimed.
"Call it whatever you like lass. I'm not as stupid as you play me to be." He looked me dead in the eyes, but I couldn't keep eye contact with him.
"I know you better than my back hand. I know when you're telling me the truth and when you are not." He said.
"You don't know anything about me..." I spoke softly keeping my eyes to the floor.
Murphy snorted and grabbed his jacket. "Yeah... Well you don't know that much about me either."
He grabbed the door handle and I moved to the side. He walked out and slammed the door behind him.