GREED

CHAPTER FIVE

"Grandpa I'll get help down stairs we'll take you to the hospital and everything will be fine I promise…" I said softly restraining myself from breaking down I knew that I had to be strong for my grandpa I couldn't be weak 

He shook his head negatively indicating disapproval and I was left puzzled. 

" Find him…find Will…"He panted breathlessly and I was confused. 

" Who are you talking about? "

" He will protect you…he knows it's time for the bloodshed he-he will come for you…"he whispers gasping and he suddenly stills. 

" What bloodshed grandfather? 

He didn't respond and my heart started racing. 

"No, no, no keep breathing I'll get help and you will be fine please don't die on me" I pleaded pathetically. 

I quickly rushed down stairs and almost tripped once I reached the living room. Everyone seemed more relaxed than I was. 

My eyes were puff and red and my makeup was ruined by now I must have looked like a zombie queen. 

"Somebody call 911!!!" I yelled loudly. I was having a nervous breakdown inside. I knew that my emotions were in overdrive and I would start multifunctioning and eventually shut down. 

"Grandfather is dying in that f*****g room we need to rush him to the hospital quickly am scared and his not responding as well…"i sobbed tearfully. 

I was shaking in fear and I couldn't control myself. 

Everybody just looked at me like I was crazy while inside I was panicking like super crazy. My cousin Joe smirked and went upstairs and after five minutes later he descended down the stairs with a grin plastered on his face. 

They looked at him with eagerness, but his smile said it all. They were happy about grandpa's death. 

"The old man is dead n****r!!!" He shouts excitedly and the rest of the family applauded while I felt sick to my stomach. 

This was messed up. 

"Finally am glade his dead I had to for f*****g ten years just to enjoy that selfish man's money" Aunt Susan snorted arrogantly and casually placed her magazine on the glass table. 

"What are you even saying aunt? You should have some shame. I can't believe that those words are coming from your mouth…"I sob bitterly. 

Fred places a comforting hand on my shoulder immediately gaining my attention. 

" Hey just let the old man die oh wait he's already dead. He'll rot in hell besides he left a fortune of ten million dollars once his lawyer comes to give us our shares we'll be freaking rich." 

I slapped him across the face in anger. My aunt, uncle and Joe gasped in shock and covered their mouths. 

Fred recovered fast and touched his sore cheek and glared at me dangerously fist clenched. He wanted to hit and this would be a bloody fight. I felt my palm twitching, it felt sore and I winced. 

"Shit." 

"Hit me," I said, walking towards him until we were standing face to face. He scoffed angrily and exited the room. 

"Fred is right Christina, your grandfather lived a dark twisted life and it took away your parents and you became an orphan" She said softly and I gave her a puzzled look. 

"What are you talking about?" 

She smirks and purrs like a kitty. 

"Your grandfather was a dangerous man underground. He was a ruthless mafia and he killed anyone who got in his way without mercy. His enemies wanted to take revenge on him and they accomplished their mission by targeting your parents. Of course guilt ate him up once he saw the video of how they died and he went crazy. "

"How did they die? I whisper softly. 

"Oh my dear they were skinned alive and burnt to death." 

I felt bile rising in my throat and I covered my mouth. 

"That's why he raised you in such a luxurious house thinking that it will always be enough, but he thought wrong sweetheart every nasty secret always resurfaces and bites in the arse." 

"That's a lie I don't believe you!" I yell angrily and she smirked. 

"You don't believe me because he told you that your parents died in a fire oh come on Christina that was just a cover up" Aunt Susan mutters bitterly. 

"I'll ask grandpa and you'll be wrong for all of you."

I stormed out of the living room and found the telephone and I immediately dialed 911.

"Hello you have reached 9 11 please state your emergency." 

"HI my grandfather is not responding and…" suddenly the call got disconnected. 

What the heck was going on? 

I turned around and saw Fred he smirked and started waving the cut cable in my face. 

"Oops sorry your call got disconnected beep, beep, beep" he said coolly and then chuckled. 

"All of you are just corrupted and karma will eventually catch up to you. You're so heartless Fred that's our grandfather lying cold in that room."

I shook my head in disbelief. 

"And you seem to be just concerned about his money which you don't even own shame on you." 

He snorts and rolls his eyes at me. 

"Christina you can insult me all you want I honestly don't care what you think. I am benefitting from that old man's money whether you like it or not" He says coldly and I knew that he meant business. 

There was no use trying to talk some sense into him. My brother was already consumed with the demon of selfishness and hatred. I could feel my eyes burning with tears. I felt so helpless and suddenly I felt something long pointed at the back of my head. 

It was a gun I felt my knees buckle and I lost the little strength I had in me. 

"Don't move otherwise I'll be forced to blow out your brains and it's going to be a nasty site." 

No I won't let this happen to me I won't be a victim and they won't take advantage of my kind heart. I must fight back today. 

I yanked my elbow back and hit the person behind me in the ribs. He groaned in pain and the gun fell to the floor. 

I lurched towards him, hitting and scratching. I removed his mask and the air left my lungs. 

"Uncle Adam" I whispered in shock. Something heavy hit the back of my head and I slumped to the floor. 

My head was spinning and I felt so dizzy Fred drops the baseball bat and moves backwards when I start to bleed. 

"Why did you betray me Fred? I whispered weakly.