I'm In Love With An Assassin

Chapter 1

It was a Monday morning, the sun was out, the birds were chirping. You would think it was a perfect day, well to most it was, but there was one family, one single family who always seemed in a bad mood. What do you think goes on in this family?

"GET UP YOU SPOILED LITTLE BRAT!!!" "Y-yes mother" Asano stuttered to say as his mom came into the room with a bloody bat that she has used on him so many times before, and today was no different. One kick after the other, another hit to the face, a broken rib or maybe 3, a black eye, a sprained wrist, maybe a sprained ankle, He can't tell anymore his vision is getting hazy as tears threaten to leak from his eyes but he manages to hold them back knowing if he let's them slip the beating will only get worse. After a few more beatings he limped his way up to my room to take care of his injuries. He stripped off his clothes, His whole torso being covered in many different colored bruises and many cuts. Some are still bleeding while others aren't and are just scars. His whole body hurts. "She didn't go easy on me, not like she ever does though" he said in a very pained tone of voice. After his shower he got out, got dressed and looked in the mirror which he now realizes was a mistake. He has black eye bags underneath his eyes from not sleeping as much as he should, his face is all bruised. He look down at his wrist seeing all of his scars *There's not enough* He thinks to himself, and looks under the sink to find his blade. When he finally found it he brought it over his wrist and slowly dragged it. Doing so brings a tingling sensation in his wrist as he sees all the blood trickle down making it look like a bloody waterfall. He does this a couple more times until all he can feel is the lightheadedness from the loss of blood. After a little bit he slowly starts to lose consciousness. He slowly got up and made his way to the bathroom. When he gets there he starts the water and sets it to a medium temperature, not too hot and not too cold. He rids his body of all his blood soaked clothes and hops into the shower. As soon as he got in he felt a stinging sensation from where he had cut not too long ago.

After a long and needed shower he got dressed into a white tank top and black sweatpants. He went and laid on his bed thinking about tomorrow. "I have my entrance exams tomorrow which are very important" he thinks to himself. This is one of the most prestigious schools in the state. "If I can get in my life will finally be turning around. If I don't then I am going to have to deal with my mother and father yelling and beating me till I am on death's bed, and they will purposefully leave me alive just to make sure I suffer from all the abusive pain and mental pain" he thought in his head thinking of the worst and the good that could occur from tomorrow's events, which he can't possibly predict the outcome of weather he will pass or fail. He slowly gets out of his thoughts and hears a loud thud alerting him and making him jump out of bed. He slowly walks to his door and carefully twists the door knob being as quiet as possible so he doesn't alert whoever is in his house that he is still here. You see his mom and dad had gone to work after he got his beating and he doesn't have any siblings so he should be home alone or so he thought.