Creative Writing: Johnny's Home

I wake up in the middle of the night. My mind is racing, but I need to go back to sleep. I need to rest and make sure that I can do the job that Johnny wants me to do. I don't know who the person is, what they look like, or why he wants me to kill them. I have a pretty good idea of what they might have done to him. Johnny never waits this long to give me a job. He's always given me a job every few days, never longer than two. I try to make myself go to sleep, it still doesn't work. What if I just go to him and try to get him to give me the details I need? What would he do? Maybe I'd be able to sleep better knowing who, or what, I'm after. I jump right up deciding that that's what I'm gonna do. I yank my closet door open and hurriedly grab my clothes. I grab my red dress that has a lacy looking collar on it. I grab a pair of white gloves, its freezing out, and yes, I'm going to wear a dress. I reach for my black heels. I rush to my bathroom with …show more content…
Is he even home? Maybe I should check his office. I'll probably have better luck going to his house. I turn the ignition. It tries to start but it doesn't work, it stalls. I get out and think... Am I really going to go all the way there without a car? Of course I am. Maybe I need to take my heels off. Yep. I take the heels off and run down the block to Johnny's. He's probably going to kill me if I wake him up this early in the morning. Hopefully he'll be understanding. Oh well.

Twenty minutes later I arrive. My feet are killing me, I ran and walked the whole way here and now the soles of my feet have blisters on them. I knock on his door, three times like we agreed. Nothing. I try again, but by the second knock he opens the door and I accidentally hit him in the face. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid. Why did I do that? If he wasn't gonna kill me before, he really will now. I back up a little, waiting for him to yell at me.

"What do you want?" Johnny asks