Trigger Warnings: $u!c!d@l thoughts, attempted $u!c!d3, mentions of $3lf-h@rm, unstable mental health and mental breakdown.
January was in an alleyway. Her mind was spinning and her thoughts are all over the place. Her father has done the unthinkable. He posted a news story about former assassins of the Red Room and HYDRA.
January was at her breaking point. She couldn’t take anymore. She just wanted to end it all. She wanted to end the suffering. She sat in the corner of the alleyway. She looks at the claw marks on her arms.
January looks at her hands and unsheathes her razor sharp cat-like claws that emerged from her fingernails. She looks at them for a while. She was finally going to end it. “You are doing yourself a favor, January. Dad deserves to lose the last family he has.” She says to herself.
“He deserves to lose his only child.”