Episode 1
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Tomorrow's Monday and I'm still reading love stories on my laptop at midnight. Don't blame me. I really wanna sleep but this particular story, I can't stop.
"Hand me the documents damn it!" I hear a voice say.
What's going on? Without thinking ,I rush downstairs. My eyes land on five heavily built men with guns pointed at my parents and Angie.
Oh NO!
"Mom!Dad!Angel! "I yell
"Clodovea,honey,go back to your room now "I still can't wrap my head around this
"Hand me the documents or you rot in hell "He threatens. Is this all a dream? I can't seem to do anything at this point. I can't move or talk. I've never seen a gun. Except in movies of course.
"I can't believe you're doing this to me" Dad says
The men turn to face me and my heart races even faster than before
"Get her now!"
I try to get my feet moving but a firm hand grips me and that's when I know it's all over
"M-Mom "I whisper
"Don't worry Clod. Everything will be fine. We just need to sought out issues okay? "Mom assures me.But her eyes betray her as they bear into mine. Something is wrong somewhere. Who am I kidding? Everything is wrong everywhere
"Don't hurt my daughters! "Dad's warns
"If you really care, you know what to do. Hand me the documents now! "He yells
One look at him and I finally recognize him. He's my dad's best friend, James Long.Why would he be pointing a gun at us then? Did Dad wrong him? What documents is he talking about? Thousand and one questions run through my mind unanswered. I watch in tears as he follows dad to his room. What is happening?
Five minutes later, they return with the documents
"Now get out of here will you?" Dad sighs
"You made the right choice Brian,Goodbye"A wicked smirk makes it's way to his face before allowing the bullet to penetrate Dad in front of me. My hands fly to my ears and my eyes screw shut as the sound of gunshot fills my ears
"Brain!" Mom Screams and my eyes open. Everything seems to halt in front of me as my eyes land on a lifeless body in a pool of blood.
"Dad!" I scream my lungs out
"Goodbye Clara!" James frowns before pulling the trigger.
"No!" I sob
"Yes, Clodovea!" He laughs bitterly
''N-No" I hear Angel Whisper
''Mom!" Angel and I sob
"Hey girls No need to cry okay? They are gone. I'm generous enough to allow you join them in their miserable graves" That stupid smirk takes over his face again as points the gun at Angel.
I'm a sobbing mess
"Why are you so heartless? I thought dad was your best friend." Angel yells. His fierce eyes never leave hers and I really want the earth to open for me to enter. A wicked laughter escapes his mouth and the other men laugh along
"Well, I wouldn't agree less. I'm heartless, wicked, vicious, damn! I'm anything you want to call me. Don't even think the police is coming to your rescue. I have that sorted out" He drops his hand to his sides and I almost think he has mercy on us
"Guys, what do you think of her?" He turns to the four masked men. My hand already hurts from this man's fingers piercing into my skin
"Let's have some fun first" One of them speaks. Fun?
James Long grins, allowing his feet to carry him, his eyes never leave Angel and it finally struck me. No!
Angel tries to move backwards but he isn't having any of that. His hands grip her just before she moves.
"Oh come on Angel, You don't believe you can run away do you?" He laughs as his fingers grab her dress, ripping them apart in microseconds. My eyes are already hurting from crying too much.
Pushing her onto the sofa my eyes screw shut. I can't watch this no!
By the time the fifth person is done with my sister, she's too weak to even make a sound. The sound of the siren fills my ears
"Oh s**t! Guys, we've got to go now. The cops are here" James realizes and they run away.
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"Clod, I can't make it" Angel cries as the ambulance makes it's way to the hospital. Her dress is covered I blood, if it could be called one anymore.
"Angel ,don't say such things" I console her. She shakes her head, hopeless and in excruciating pain. Her shaky hands cup my face
"I-I love you Clod" Her voice is a whisper. Her head falls and her eyes shut.
"Angel!"
"We've lost her!" I hear the man say
"No!"
At this point, with my sister's bloody hands in mine, I can only ask myself two questions, Who am I? And How will this story end?
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