I get home and head up to my room. Mom and Dad aren't back yet so I guess I'll take a shower.
Warm water trickles down my back as I try to scrub the grime of today off my body. Once I'm done showering I head up my room and lay down on my bed.
I've got two hours until they return what should I do until then.
Guess I'll read that book Katie gave me. I head over to my desk and I start reading. I adjust my neck from time to time.
I glance at the clock 7:04 it reads.
Wow they are really late wonder if I should call to make sure everything is okay. I finish the book and place it in my drawer. I was right complete garbage all through.
The Villainess Veronica didn't even pose much of a threat for Charlotte. I wonder why she didn't stop trying even after her engagement to the prince was called off.
Come to think of it I wonder why Erick didn't let Veronica get executed. Probably wanted her to suffer a worse fate than death. With her magic sealed away and in a land she knows nothing about she'll die. Either eaten by wild demons or taken by the elements.
All this reading is making me thirsty. I head downstairs to try and fix myself a snack, when halfway down the stairs. I noticed something was wrong. There's someone downstairs I can see their silhouette.
It's definitely a man.
I noticed broken glass on the floor. How the hell did he break the glass and I didn't hear it. My heart began to beat faster. I'll go upstairs and call the police and lock my room door. As I backpedal away from the kitchen and climb the rest of the stairs backwards. Keeping my eye on the silhouette. When suddenly I feel a cold hand on my neck.
"Now where do you think you're going little girl?" A voice says from behind me.
A strong and large arm grabs me from behind and traps both of my hands behind me.
There's two of them but that's not what's important now. I can feel the cool sensation of a knife on my neck. I'll scream, shout and kick maybe the neighbors will hear.
"Don't bother calling for help the people nextdoor are dead"
I try to calm myself and keep a cool head. What would be the most logical thing I can do to get out of this situation. He couldn't have killed them. He has to be bluffing that has to be it he's definitely bluffing.
I think back remembering the old woman who lived on our left so it's possible that he could have killed her.
On our right is Miss Mina who looking after her disabled father. I try to remain calm but my mind wanders to the dark possiblity that they too could be dead.
Something is rolling down my back I look at my shirt and I see it. A red liquid slowly going down my shirt. It's blood no doubt it's blood. A little ways below my neck on my shoulder is a cut. I rack my brain for a solution to this nightmarish situation.
What should I do?
I can't overpower him the tight and unwavering grip he has on me tells me he's way stronger than I am. I can't run he'll catch me and I'll alert the other one of my presence.
I can't scream because the neighbors might already be dead and if they aren't they'll just walk in on this situation.
"Are you done thinking times up"
The cool feeling of the blade is quickly replaced by a warm sensation of blood. My arms are freed and a small push sends me falling down the rest of the stairs.
I try to scream but I can't.
I put my hand on my throat trying to stop the bleed and at the same time try to call out for help.
When I remove my hands they're covered in blood.
Blood!! Blood!!! Blood!!!
There is a lot of it. I start to wonder if it's really mine. Is all of it my blood? Am I going to die? I can't breathe. I try to get away from but I end up falling onto the floor. More blood pours out and I know where it's coming from. I don't want to die! Not now and not here!! Someone anyone please help me!!!
Mom! Dad! I'm scared help me please!
Someone help me.
Those see my last thoughts as my vision fades to black
***
"Hey Jax where are....Shit! The hell did you do?"
The other just stood quietly above the girl's lifeless body.
"She was gonna call the cops on us so I just got rid of the rat you're welcome"
"We could have tied her up and locked her in a room or something she's a child for goodness sake"
"If we did that she would have seen our faces and we can't risk that can we?"
"I've had just about enough of you. You said you wouldn't pull this kind of thing again. This will be the last time I ever work with you"
"Fine by me since this will be our last job"
"Sick Bastard...Poor kid"