hitman 。p.j.m [DISCONTINUED]

[PROLOGUE]

A/N: this is my first ff, so it'll most likely be shitty

It's raining. You're walking down a quiet road after spending the day reading in the library.

I'm scared to go back, what if dad hurt mom again.

Your eyes became watery and before you knew, tears were rolling down your cheeks.

I need to do something about it, i can't stand seeing mom hurt.

You just kept walking until you reached your house. You're in front of your house.

You don't want to open the door

Is mom beaten up..?

You open the door and your eyes lit up as you see your mother.

She's okay!

You dropped your bag on the floor and ran to hug your mother.

"Mom, i'm glad you're okay." You whisper to her.

Mom strokes your hair and whispers,

"I love you."

"Everything is going to be okay soon"

You rise your head, made eye contact with her and smiled. You broke the hug and went back to the corridor to take off your wet jacket and shoes. You grabbed your bag and started walking down the hallway. As you reached the living room, you saw your dad watching television.

You greeted your dad.

"Hello"

Your dad didn't answer.

You sighed and continued walking until you reached your room. You closed the door, threw your bag on the floor and you collapse onto your bed. You stared at the ceiling and you slowly fell asleep.

Suddenly you woke up to the sound of someone shouting. You realized it's your mom. Your heart beat rises and you start sweating. As soon as you got off your bed, you collapse. You were lying on the floor, unable to move your legs. You put your hands on your ears, shaking your head while crying. You heard your mom's screams from the living room, your breathing got heavier.

Y/N..

Get up

Help mom

You tried to calm yourself down, but your mother's screams were preventing it.

Come on

You finally managed to get up, immediately looking around for something that could help. You saw an empty glass bottle, took it and ran towards the living room. As you got there, you saw your mother full of bruises and her nose was bleeding. She was tired, so tired that she didn't even scream anymore. Your dad kept beating her.

You started crying, lifted your hand and ran towards your dad. You hit him with the glass bottle on his head with so much force that he fell down. You panicked not knowing what to do. You rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Barely seeing anything since your vision was blurry from crying. Your dad just got back to his feet and was holding his head. Before he could realize anything, you were already running towards him with the knife. You struck the knife in your dad's stomach, pulling it out and striking him again. You didn't realise what you were doing until your mom pulled you away. You were looking at your dad lying on the ground, his stomach and the floor were covered in blood. Your eyes were wide open, you breathed heavily.You turned your head down just so see your bloody hands holding a bloody knife.

You drop the knife and started panicking, backing up until your back hit the living room wall. You collapsed and started shaking.

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