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Chapter 4 - Chapter 3

"I use to be with Jason every night while my mom, use to be serving drinks almost the whole night. Every day I use to go to school and mom used to be at Cafe. One night changed my life upside down." I said, Paul was looking at me and focusing on every word that leave my mouth.

"You cheated Jason!" I said as my anger was increasing and frustration was increasing. I even threw a ball at Jason which hit him in his stomach.

"Oh God crazy head. I dint cheat and stop hurting me." He said but even before I anyone speak anything

A scream erupted from outside, I looked at Jason with wide eyes.

"Jason, what was that?" I whispered to him. He mirrored my reaction for a second or two but then came towards me hugged me tightly.

"It's ok Andrea, nothing will happen to you. Don't worry, I am here with you and I promise I won't let anything happen to you." He said hugging me tightly.

The door suddenly opened and we jumped a little. There stood a man in his early twenties, blonde hair and blue eyes. Which sent ugly chills through my body. When his eyes landed on me his smile grew. He started taking steps towards me but Jason blocked my view.

Jason stood in front of me as his one hand was interviewed with mine.

"What do you want Michael?" Jason said with a low voice.

"To have some fun, little boy." He said and I heard a women's scream again.

I peaked, from behind Jason's and I froze.

My momma, ... my mom was laying on the floor screaming as the Michael guy was holding my mother's hair in his wrist.

"Mom," I whispered as tears started flowing my eyes uncontrollably.

I ran towards her but someone pulled me back. Jason ran towards me but some guy pulled him back too.

"Mom!" I screamed and screamed until a hand was wrapped around my mouth. I saw Jason struggling but the man who was holding him was too big.

Michael pulled my mom on the sofa and started undressing.

"What the hell are you doing Michael, you are with the wrong girl. The whores are in another room." Max came and tried to push Michael from my mom.

I gunshot rang and everything went silent. My eyes shut automatically because of the loud sound. There was no word spoken until Jason shouted.

"Grandpa!"

Opening my, eyes I saw Max's lifeless body lying on the floor as the blood started oozing out from his chest.

Jason looked devastated, Max was his only family left after his parents died in a car accident.

He went numb, stopped struggling as his eyes were on Max and tears flooded through his eyes.

Michael tore my mother's dress her screams and cries occupied the room.

She was struggling too hard, kicking, punching, slapping. But Michael was more, strong as he pushed her hand above her head and with a sinister laugh, he ... he rapped, her in front of us.

I was still crying, shouting, and struggling but at this point my mom was numb. She stopped shouting and struggling.

"Now that was fun," Michael said putting on his clothes again. My eyes sent hatred and anger while I kept my eyes on him. I was burning with anger.

"Rea." Mom whispered and as my eyes followed her, she was standing near the window with a small smile playing on her lips.

"Mom, No," I whispered horrified as I guessed what was going to happen.

"Always keep going on my darling, never stop. I am sorry I can't live like this. I love you." She said and the next second she was gone. She jumped from the 20th floor. She jumped in front of me.

"No... Mom!" I screamed and everyone's attention turned to me. After a second, they all realized what happened.

The only person whom I use to call my family was gone, my mom was gone. It hurt me most to know that I was all alone. All alone in this world with no one beside me. no one to call them mine. No family, no friends, no people, all alone.

That's when I realized that when you have no one to care for, you have nothing to fear for. Now I don't have anything or anyone for whom I can be afraid to lose. Nothing. All my myself.

My mom's words were ringing in my head. I remembered my mom always kept a small pocket knife in my pants for my safety.

As everyone was distracted, I grabbed the hand which was holding me and bite on it. Hard.

The man screamed his lungs out as I sprinted out his hand and launched towards Michael straggling him. Before he could react, I took my knife out slicing his throat with all of the power I had.

Everything happened in a few moments. I saw he garaged on his blood and died. I saw his eyes leave the light and I saw him dying in front of me.

From the corner, of my eye, I saw Jason hit the man who was holding him and taking his hand out for me to take it.

"Come on Andrea." He said but before I could reach the doors opened and a man came inside.

He was in his late thirties and I instantly recognized him. I had seen him many times in the club. He was the owner of the club, Zac King. Father of Michael King, whose life I just took.

As he took the scene in front of him with his eyes, his expressions changed into anger.

"You bitch, you killed my son!" He shouted and started walking towards me. I froze on my spot but Jason took my hand and pulled me out from a secret, small door.