Seventeen

ANDREA

"Tell me. I can take it," he said, an eager look in his eyes. Deciding to take the bull by the horn, I took a deep breath.

"I'm an assassin," I blurted out and he blinked. He was puzzled, I could tell.

"What?"

I sighed.

"I know it seems near impossible. But, it's the truth. I have been an assassin for the past six years. It's how I've managed to survive this long" I said.

"That's... unexpected" he mumbled.

"That's why it's a secret" I added.

"So, what kind of assasin, are you? You don't go about stealing from people and killing them, do you?" He asked.

I winced.

"That's actually what I do. I kill and steal. But, I leave innocent people out of it. I only deal with assholes who make other people to suffer and grieve" I told him.

"That's a relief. Wow, an assassin? I never could have guessed. Are you a one-man squad or do you go as a team?" He asked.

This was it. It was the moment I was supposed to come clean about my mission. Instead, fear gripped me. The fear of reje