The Assassin (Editing)

Legal Shit

Drake's p.o.v.

The strong smell of bleach stunned me out of unconsciousness but I didn't move, my muscles screamed in agony so I stayed frozen on what I assumed to be a hospital bed. No other place reeked of bleach and chemicals so badly.

A squeaking sounds appeared seconds before a hand found my hair, lightly pushing it back and rubbing soothingly. My head leaned into the touch before I mumbled out his name. "Jaden..." My voice was thick and scatchy but I loved what he was doing.

Then it stopped and someone sighed, definitely not my Jaden.

"I told you not to be with that boy. Look where it's got you again." My mother's voice said sadly and I could picture her disapproving and concerned frown. "Half dead and giving me a heartattack." I hummed in response but stayed quiet. She would never want me to be with Jaden, some stranger I know nothing about would always be better for me in her eyes as long as that person had long hair, tits, and a pussy.

"Drake, how are you baby?" She asked and I opened my eyes slowly to see her black hair falling in waves around her face. She always looked beautiful, even more so now with the way the light from the window landed on her face.

"I'm fine Mama, just a little sore." I mumbled and smiled sheepishly while lifting my arms for a hug that she gladly leaned down for. She squeezed me to her chest and I groaned at the excessive force she put into it. "What happened to Jaden? Is he alright?" I asked when she pulled back.

"Honestly honey. That boy is nothing but trouble. This is the second time in the span that you have known him that you've been in a fatal accident. Your lucky your healing factor is so strong." She explained slowly as if she was talking to a child that wanted one thing in specific, a child that would throw a tantrum until he got it and in this case she was.

Only I was anything but a child.

"Mother he's the one. He makes my heart stop and then fly so fast I feel faint. If he was here I would be looking at nothing but his perfection and would be attuned to his every move. He's delicate, bashful, and innocent but strong, snarky, and intelligent as well. I want to be with him. He needs me and I need him but that's all that matters. I love him mother, with everything I have. I would gladly put myself in a deadly situation over and over again if it mean I could be close to Jaden." My rant came to an end and I stared into my mother's wide eyes with a determination that couldn't be rivaled. I wouldn't let anything come in between my love and I any longer.

"But he's a murderer!" She screeched.

"And I love him all the same. You don't know what he's been through in his lifetime and I'm sure I only know a small part of it. It's more than you could ever think of yet he's still here. He's survived through everything and that only increases my awe for him. He's my everything, since the first glance I caught of him." Jaden was amazing and perfect in all his imperfections. I don't care what he's done, he could have gone on a mass murder spree and my heart would still only beat for him. I would encourage him to make a honest living and reintegrate him into society all over again to make sure he was comfortable in a nonviolent setting. Then when the time was right I would make him mine, in body, mind, and soul.

"I-I see.." She stuttered and looked out the window, a conflicted look on her face that I couldn't quite read and I shuffled to sit up on the bed. A little strength returning to my body. When she finally turned back to me she had a small smile on her face but a frown in her eyes. "If this is really what you want..." She paused as if I would change my mind but continued when I said nothing. "Then I support your decision. I would have prefered a daughter in law but I suppose a son wouldn't hurt as long as your truly happy."