secrets

1 | Introduction

!!TW!! : STRONG LANGUAGE , VIOLENCE , ABUSE
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Iris's POV

"Bitch"
"Slut"
"Whore"
"Useless"
"Trash"
"PLEASE STOP ! PLEASE STOP HITTING ME ! I WON'T DO IT AGAIN ! HELP !"
the constant beating did not stop but continued with more aggression, my yell became louder only to be silent when a huge force went on to my stomach , causing me to spit out blood.

suddenly a cold , rough hand came in contact with my cheeks , making it turn red and a hand grasping on my neck.

I struggle to breath and can already see light spots dancing in my vision. No matter how hard I try to escape , it only makes me drain my energy faster. From the back of my eyes , I can slowly make out what it seems to be my 'mum' looking at me with a smirk and a grin plastered on her face.

When I was about to pass out , the hand on my neck was taken away, making me land on the floor , and making me gasp for air.

"I want dinner to be prepared when we come back home. If you are late , today will be your best day. Understand , slut ?" my 'mum' said.

"ye...yes mum" words slowly spill out from my mouth and before I could stand up , a tight big slap came across my other cheek , causing a stinging sensation , silencing the whole house.

"I AM NOT YOUR MUM ! YOU WILL ADDRESS ME AS MADAM ! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS TYPE OF ATTITUDE !" Mia shouted at me while spitting saliva at me before she began stomping out with David with her hand latch onto his arm with her high heels on as her figure began to slowly disappear out from my view and David giving me a smirk before he left.

Leaving me on the cold tile floor while I try to get on my feet but was immediately slammed down on the floor.

Tears started pouring out from my eyes , dripping down to my cheeks to my neck and to my collar bone , making my shirt wet.

I began rubbing my legs together , digging my nails in my arms causing a crimson red liquid to flow out. I have been having that nightmare since I was 7 yrs old.

When suddenly I was brought back to reality with the booming noise coming from the kitchen.  Im fucked.

I didn't give a second thought and quickly scurried to the kitchen where i can see my drunk 'mum' smashing all of the plates with her hair messed up which looks like she hasn't wash it for days and shouting repeatedly.

I hurried to try to stop her from making a even bigger mess but only to get pulled by the hair and dragged across the floor like a rag doll.

"PLEASE STOP ! IT HURTS !", I screamed repeatedly. "YOU BITCH ! HOW DARE YOU STEAL DAVID AWAY FROM ME !? I WILL MAKE SURE YOU REGRET IT !" , with that , Mia slapped me on both of my cheeks repeatedly ,making it turn red.

I could smell the strong alcohol smell from her breath as she was holding me. And I can't stop the little whimper coming out from my mouth.

After the 'torture' , i slowly made my way to my room and began undressing myself in front of the mirror.

You might be wondering why i ('') the word torture. I have a very high pain tolerance due to their constant beating and I have to act it like I'm in pain so they would normally stop at the stage before they start using knives which is usually David's job which that actually hurts like I would rate it a 4/10.

So beating , slaps , whips are nothing to me but they will cause a bruise to form.

I could see my ribs was no longer just a patch of purplish-blue but majority of it was. I ran my hand along my body , feeling all of the crevasses , scratch , whips and many more which made me remember all those memories but the one that stood out were the words 'slut' and 'whore' written on my stomach with the dried blood on it , it made me realize my value that i am worthless and stupid.

I slowly examined my cheeks and see they were slowly turning to bruises. I put a light amount of makeup on my scars and bruises making sure it is not visible and put on my outfit (this without the jacket)

And began walking towards my motorcycle with my school bag hanging from the side of my shoulders.

You might be wondering on how did I manage to buy this motorcycle. Well you see , I'm an assassin also known as 'hell's devils' who is known for their quick , clean kills and never leaves a trace behind and hired by many people such as gang or even the mafia whom are willing to pay $30000 and more for me to help them kill which in fact did help me earn quite a bit.

How did I came about being an Assassin. Well , once I sneak out after the beating and decide to search for food as I have not eaten for 3 days , when I accidentally came across a huge big man and he saw my pitiful state and decide to give me food and taught me self defense skills to help me in the future.

But one day , he suddenly didn't came back and not just one day but one week slowly became months and years.

The last time I ever saw him was when I was 13 yrs old.

He told me his name is 'Mateo'. Mateo will always hold a important spot in my heart as he practically saves me.

Then I decide to be an assassin as I don't want to rely on him. Yep that's basically  the story on how it came about.

You might also wonder why not I just leave home, the thing is there is a policy that I must be at least 18 yrs old to be able to leave home and even if I did manage to leave , I will be leaving without my birth certificate. Yes , you're right , they did hid my birth certificate and I did search the whole house but to no avail so I have to wait for two years to be able get out of this shitty house.

*that's it for chapter 1 !! hope y'all like it !! <3
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