We've stopped looking for monsters underneath our beds, and started looking for them in our heads. I'm done. I'm done with the pain, the name calling, the laughs, the being pushed around, the crying. I'm just done. I've bottled up my emotions long enough. No one knows. I scream in the dark and no one hears. I cry in the corner and no one sees. I put on a fake smile and do my work and tell everyone that I'm fine, that I am perfect when inside I'm broken. I can't be fixed. No one can fix me. I am too far gone. I have made my choice and there is no going back now. No, oops I didn't mean to do that. Redo. I will kill myself because I am broken and no one cares. And so tonight the blood will run free. It will escape this prison of skin and be free.

Never had a real family. Never went to school. Never had anyone to care for her. Assassin to competitor. Fighting for her life. You make a mistake, you die. You don't kill others, you die. Fallyn was an assassin her whole life, so killing others came to her easy. But being use as a toy when she isn't competing takes everything in her not to fight back. But when she starts to have feelings for one of these men, she doesn't know what to expect.

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021