Chapter 10
Sidesie

It had been about three days since Hector and I planned out our routine. Tonight was just going to be normal; I was on my way to see Lukess on top of the ACE building. I opened my trapdoor and climbed out. Weirdly enough, I saw Hector laying passed out on my rooftop with vines around his legs. I grinned at him, thinking he must of gotten drunk or something. I walked down and bended over his unconscious body.

"Hector, wake up." I said in a teasing voice. I pinched his nose trying to make him wake up. "Hector?" I asked more worriedly. I pressed my fingers to his neck to check his pulse.

I couldn't feel a thing.

Shock hit me like a brick wall, I could feel my eyes begin to well up with tears. I then let it all loose.

I began to cry more than I did when I found out Daddy J was sick. Hector had been my only friend in here. Ever since I got here, he treated me like a friend. He was gone now; all I could do was sit there and cry on my rooftop.

After a while I realised I had to call Lukess to cancel. I made sure I had stopped crying before I called him. I pulled out my phone and called him.
"Hey, you're late. Are you okay?" Said Lukess.

"I'm not okay, something came up, so I had to cancel tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow night." I hang up without another word.

I realised that he was murdered, and I already know who it was, Poison Ivy was behind this, the vines explained everything, plus the grass marks all over him.
Ivy would pay for she did. But for the mean time, I just sat near Hector and cried.

I lost track of time for as long as I cried, I have probably been crying for hours, I really needed to get to burying Hector.

"Sidesie? Are you okay?" asked a shaky voice from behind me. I turned around to see Freya, Hector's girlfriend.

Freya was part of the high ranking part of league of assassins. She met Hector when she saved him from one of the idots who works for Daddy J years ago, when they began to talk, they really hit it off. Freya was really pretty, she had a bronze like colour in her hair and a natural pink cheeks, she also had cupid bows lips and amazing blue eyes.

She notice the body beside me, the look on her face made it look like she was about to have a panic attack.

"Wh-who is that next to you?" She asked in a panic voice. I opened my mouth to apologize and say it's Hector, but she cut me off. "It's not Hector, right?" She asked sounding like she was going to cry.

I said in the calmest voice I could, "Freya, I am really sorry."

"NO!" She screamed as she ran over to me and clutched her boyfriends body. "Oh Hector!" She cried out.

This was the most heartbreaking thing I have ever seen in my life. My best friend's body was right infront of me, and his girlfriend was kneeing down clutching at him. I began to cry again. I hope Freya was as strong as Hector had always said, this was just too much, especially for her.

She cried like this for ages, I walked over to her halfway through and placed my arm around her shoulder comforting her. As she was kneeling down crying, I had flashbacks at all of the goodtimes we had with each other. The killing, the laughing, the moments where we helped each other when in need.
"Who did this to him?" She managed to squeak out.

"Poison Ivy." I said with darkness in my voice.

That was all she needed to hear before her anger burst out, the name of the killer of her boyfriend. She screamed out in anger after she got up to her feet. I stood back a couple of spaces just to give her some room to vent out all of her emotions.

"I am going to skin that bitch, hang her upside down, and cut off her limbs one by one!" She vented out. "I am going after her right now!" She began to walk to the edge of the rooftop ready to jump down, but I grabbed a hold on her arm.

"Wait! I want to help." I told her as I wiped away my tears an smudged makeup.

"Hector meant so much to me, he was my best friend, so I want to torture her for what she has done!" I growled at the thought of Ivy.

"I don't know, I want to kill her myself though."

"How about we both torture her by killing her plants, she really hates that, then we tie her upside down, then you get to finish her off and stab her in the neck or whatever." I suggested to her.

She forced a tiny little smile onto her face, "Sure thing." She said wiping away her tears.

She shook on it, and began to head off to kill the son of a bitch who killed the person we both cared about.