A/N:
Hey guys! I know I haven't updated in awhile and this is short. But thank you to hollyhalebnichorelloregelolove who suggested this chapter. I know it's short but I really didn't know how to make it longer! I hope you enjoy it. Please leave a review telling me what you think and suggestions for F.
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E is for encounter
Lorna gritted her teeth and pulled the wires underneath the car taught. One more little tweak and the moment that bitch stepped into her car...
Lorna sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand, glancing behind her furtively. She knew she had to leave soon - she didn't want to watch her get blown to pieces, she wasn't a psychopath. It was a necessary evil to keep her man, and everyone did shit like this, right? Soon she was laughing and whilst she didn't know why, the high pitched yelps made her feel better.
The sight of a pretty girl bent unnaturally under a car was an unusual scene to say the least, and Nicky wasn't sure if this image was some sort of sick, drug induced mirage. The subconscious mind could do weird things, right? The girl thought as she came around the corner, squeezing her eyes shut as she attempted to steady herself. Her hands scrabbled for the wall in front of her, cold brick seeming to calm her tingling skin and sweating flesh. With a trembling hand she grabbed her hair and scraped it back out of her eyes.
And though she was hazy and in a fug of slight confusion, Nicky still felt drawn to the girl. Watching as she tugged on wires underneath the car exasperatedly, Nicky made her way over to the car and huddled down next to Lorna, brow creased as she tried to work out what she was doing. Not even once did she look up to face her, and Nicky scooted closer.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Nicky finally asked, eyes narrowing as she peered down at the device she was clearly trying to attach to the car, once her curiosity got the better of her. Lorna jumped at the sound of her voice but was ultimately relieved that it was a stranger and not the owner of the car, and laughed nervously.
She smirked as she finally managed to attach the device, muttering a small, "Finally!" in her victory. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and laughed again, more breezily than the last time. "Getting rid of a slut!"
Nicky laughed too at the small outburst, more surprised than anything else. She felt more clued up now, and had a feeling that what she was doing wasn't strictly legal. She chuckled again, to herself this time. Who was she to judge, as the drugs still flowed through her veins? She shook her head at the girl and turned away. She wasn't sticking around; she was going to crash sooner than later and who knows who would be around to see it?
Lorna made one final tweak and turned back to Nicky. "So, you from around here?" Lorna asked as she turned. "Oh," she says, as the girl had disappeared. She looked around but she was no-where to be found. She stood, dusting herself off and looking around again. She laughed once more. The distraction of the girl had relaxed her enough to stop her shaking hands and allowed her to fix the bomb to the bottom of the car.
Lorna smiled. Life had a funny way of working out sometimes.
