Time

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It's time.

This is his house.

My breath quickens as I slide my knife in the lock and open the door.

I slip into the house and the close the door with a quiet click. I drop to the floor in the hall.

Ahead of me is a corridor that I start to creep down. Sticking to the walls as I creep towards the light from the door at the end.

I reach the door but dont open it.

My breathe quickly and I try to slow it down. I shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be this hard. My parents make it sound so easy. Just do it quickly and it doesn't matter. 

Just think of it like the simulations.

I pull out my knife and I open the door.

Inside I see the back of Marcus' head as he watches TV.

That makes things easier.

Focus.

Breathe

I crawl along he floor and reach the sofa. I bring up the knife and press it against his throat.

He lets out a cry and begins to struggle against my knife.

My own throat tightens as he struggles.

I take a deep breath and remind myself why I have to do this.

I have to prove to my parents that I can do what they do. I strengthen my resolve and I prees the knife bit deeper.

"Stop struggling" I hiss "I't will make things much faster."

Marcus twists quicky in his seat and I press the knife deeper into his throat.

"Please" He looks at me and I crumple.

I look at his eyes. So human. So real. So scared. 

I can't do this.

I can't do this to another human.

Another person. 

Someone with a life, a job and a family.

I can't take that away from someone.

I don't have that right.

"I'm not going to do this." I pull my knife away. I back away and start back down the corridor.

I feel Marcus' arms wrap around my legs and they pull me to the floor.

He punches my nose and I reel away. I feel hot wet blood drip from my nose but I pull my self up and ram my elbow sharply into Marcus' jaw. I scramble to my feet and stomp sharply on Marcus' chest and he screams in pain.

He throws his leg out tripping me up and I fall back to the ground thwacking my head on the floor. My vision starts to cloud but I pull myself up and pin Marcus to the grond with my knees as he struglles.

"Just because I won't kill you doesn't mean i won't hurt you." I draw my knife agian and I run as fast as I can out of his house and down the street.

It only hits me then.

I've failed.

Mizzie xxx

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