His baby feathers {Shinyo and Keigo}

What a "Mother"

{This is the first chapter I will be doing POV's in to see if I like it or not/if ya'll like it or not}

*Shinyo's POV*


How did I have a kid with a woman like that.. Why did I ever want to?.. I knew she was the way she was from the second I met her, she was an alcoholic abuser. The same as my father. There were multiple incidents where she'd slap me across the face or push me during an argument, I'd never laid a hand on her, I knew better than to do such a thing. I'd only raise my voice at her once she hit me, not enough of a raise to be considered a yell but it'd been enough to make her realize what she'd done and stop. Leaving me though, she'd always head to the bar after we fought, no surprise as a drunkie. She'd always come home more wasted than when she'd left. She was never sober, never once. I roll my eyes a bit just thinking about it, the fact that she'd dared lay a hand on our child? Who in the right mind does that? Ugh and she wonders why I left her. She's a psychopath, okay that sounds a bit hypocritical of me, but I'm not that bad! At least I never abused my child, see many people don't understand my job. I'm not a villain nor am I a hero. I truly don't care what they say I am, I'm not, I kill the bad guys who want me dead and leave. It's the truth, I've never killed someone in spite but the police never see it the way I do. That's why they want me behind bars. I roll my eyes at my own thoughts and cradle my son in my arms tight, as much as I was a Takami I wasn't a monster. He was my child and I cared for him but I did act quite tough and I wouldn't let anyone see me soft. It's sadly how I was raised, show no emotion and don't let anyone see you soft. They'll then know your weakness. I kissed his head and thought hard to where we would flee to next. Where could we stay where she couldn't find us..