assassins // calum hood

2. what a shitty name you've got

"please let me go! what do you need? money? fucking money? deal! just get me-"

"do you want me to cut your balls and make you eat it?" the girl snapped, her hands holding a needle, more like a medicinal needle.

"what the fuck is that?" the boy asked again, his eyes were wet and restless.

the girl didn't answer.

she threw the needle away after realizing something, she shook her head in disbelief.
she was just like this when she first came there.

"you wouldn't need this, for now." the girl muttered.

"you're wolf right? why is your name wolf?" the boy asked, calmly.

"since you're sharing my room and i'll be your trainer, i prefer to tell you first about this place."

"sharing your what?"

"can't you just get your shit straight?" the girl yelled, loosing her temper like dean.

"i'm wolf and i'll be your trainer. you don't need to know about me. you need to know about you," wolf continued, her eyes shining with the room's faded light.

"you aren't just one of those normal shitty people out there, you were chosen. fate chose you."

the boy shook his head in displease, fate? what the fuck was this girl talking about. utter shit.

"can't you just let me finish my fucking introduction?" the girl asked, her tough voice raised again. "you see, tattoo boy, you were chosen by fate to kill people. people who don't deserve to live anymore. and in this little hole, we'd teach you all about that. and if i were you, i wouldn't yell at dean, like that."

"so that guy's dean? wait, wait. kill people? people who what? don't deserve to fucking- i was supposed to leave the country now and go to college! this is ruining my life!" the boy ranted, his face's muscled were so stressed that wolf couldn't find him attractive.

"i don't care." wolf answered blankly. "please stop acting like a pussy. you don't know what the people around here are capable of. you have no idea." she added before looking at herself in the mirror.

"the training starts tomorrow. get some sleep."

"get some fucking sleep, huh? my mind can't go to sleep. my parents are worried about me! my sister might even be crying her eyes out-" he realized he was being loud again, he stopped himself by sitting on the bunk bed. "i don't understand."

"you will." wolf nodded, her eyes seemed like a comforting thing to the boy, it reminded him of peace and calmness.

"what's your name?" wolf asked before a long silence.

"calum."

"what a shitty name you've got." wolf insulted, throwing a smile over to the boy, and her intentions were clean, she wanted him to feel less tensed.

calum groaned, his eyes were dried and it felt like masculine tears couldn't flow anymore. he had cried enough.

"the other newbies are asleep, the boys will check on you, pretend you are slee-" wolf was cut off by a sudden knock on the door.

the heavy knock repeated which made wolf open it.

"did you do it?" an undeniably attractive boy wearing leather jacket asked wolf. his eyes were pure brown and his accent was soft and clear.

"ugh? yes. i did." wolf answered, her eyes moved to the boy who was curled up on the bunk bed.

"he's a tough one. just like you when you were a newbie." the boy said calmly, his foot entered the room. "is he asleep yet?"

"ugh, yes, zayn." wolf answered, fear covered her brown eyes as they watched zayn gets nearer.

"zayn, no. please, not this time." wolf pleaded, she took a step back.

before she knew it, zayn was already kissing her hardly. her eyes were open. this wasnt the boy she loved. this wasnt the same boy she loved.

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hi bad zayn whohohoh

short chap again sorry my lenses are still on and i feel like my eyes are going inside my brains help hgcdthcasdfhjk

-k