“Helen. Since you’ve gotten this down so well, mind coming up and drawing a few things to show the class?’ Henriette asked, calmly but carefully. Helen looked up with sad blue eyes and shook his head. And it took some convincing for him to go up.
“Oh god… I’m gonna get attached….better get this over with today… bruh.” I mutter and pack my things, holding my new picture carefully. I left the room a short while later when my phone rang, an unknown number calling.
‘Hello… You don’t know me yet but I know you. A hunter without a leader. But what shall become of you. Remember child. We will kill you.’ The man growled then my phone shut down. I put the damn thing in my pocket and went to my lockers, taping the drawing on the door then sitting down again, reviewing some of the day's notes and books.
“Why’d you leave?” Helen asked as he sat down next to me, still drawing.
“Fun fact. I don’t go here anymore but no one cares. The school took me out and so did my parents. I don’t have to be here for any other reason except one.” I tell him, not caring much as I had given up.
“Then why are you here?” He asked. I stared at him then pulled out my knife and setting it on the floor where he would see.
“I got a mission.” I say flatly and he looks at me then the knife then back at me.]
“I have to kill you and two others… well actually I have to kill about 26 others but hey. I’m going to die long before that.” I mumble, picking up the knife. Helen still stares at me, blue eyes showing hardly any emotion.
“But you can’t, can you?” He asked, leaning a little closer. My hand tightened on the blade as I raised it to his neck. He didn’t flinch nor seemed panic, like he knew I wouldn’t do it.
“Shut up…” I growl then drop my knife, letting it clatter against the tile. He smiled and showed me his semi complete drawings of me, using all the expressions I made.I studied each one, awed at how he got so much in so little time.
He tore it out carefully and gave it to me which I took and held on to.
“See? That’s our truce.” He said proudly and I looked at him.
“But both sides must agree- oh you’re a killer too… oh….” I realize as he sets his book down and lets me lean against him, just like Jeff did the previous hours.
I probably fell asleep thought, because Helen woke me up calmly. We walked to Chemistry, talking about random things. I needed to kill him. But that thought disappeared into the back of my mind as the day went on.
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Being a diffrent person. (BloodyPainter/HelenOtisXReader)
Fanfiction(y/n) lived and was raised as an assassin to find her targets then kill them. It changed when she took on three males. She enrolled in a school to watch them, only to have it spiral out of control before her eyes when her leader is killed as is mos...
