Chapter 1
(Jacks Pov)
A devilish smile crossed my face as i carried boxes into my new london flat, sure whitechaple wasnt the best area to move into but it was a nessicary evil.I made quick work of unpacking mainly because i didnt have that much stuff i had the bed that came with the place, a few changes of cloths, and some personal belongings. Walking into the bathroom i looked at my reflection in the mirror a tired sigh escaping my lips as i noticed the bags under my eyes in all honesty my appearance was rather grimy but i guess thats what happens when you run away from everything you know. Running a hand through my medium lingth black hair i decided a quick shower wouldnt hurt anything.
Undressing quickly and stepping under the hot water streaming from the shower head, as i relaxed my muscles and found myself thinking back to the events of the past week the events that changed my life forever. It all started as usual dad was drunk again and came into the house yelling and knocking things over,mom was in the living room watching tv she had a shift at the club in a few hours everyone knew she was a whore but she didnt act like one she was a good mother for the most part. I had just come back from a party at a friends house and as soon as I walked into the house i heard dad screaming inwardly flinching as my mother and father fought again and thats when it happend... dad hit her, hit her so hard she fell back onto the thinking i jumped in to protect my mother because when dad was in one of these moods he wouldnt stop till someone was unconcious, the first couple of blows were taken with little risestance on my part but then i got mad and started hitting him back. A small but malicious smile crossed my face as my thoughts drifted to what came next the look of horror the sick bastard gave me as i slit his throat the way my mother begged for me to stop, but I didnt the years of abuse from that jackass were finally over. Once the deed was done i looked down at the bloody knife in my hand and something inside of me snapped and i turned to look at my mother and saw her eyes widen in fear."Mom-" the words came out of my mouth as i stared at her and i suppose she pittied me for a second because she got that gentle look in her eyes and walked over holding me close,my arms wrapped around her only for a split second then I slid the blade across her throat "-im sorry" I whispered as she took her final gasping breath. I cried for about three hours afterwords but in the back of my mind I knew I did what needed to be done she knew too much and Ididnt want to die so she had to. As soon as i made that realization i packed my things grabbed all the money I could and ran. Snapping out of my thoughts I realized the water had run cold so I quickly finished my shower and once I was dried off pulled on a pair of boxers, making my way to the bedroom i turned off the lights and quickly fell asleep tomorrow was a big day I was transfuring to Saint Thomas acadamy.