chapter three
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I couldn't stop the feeling of butter flies in my stomach. I took a shower, brushed my very long chocolate brown hair. A trait I got from my mom. I should ask Mom for some mascara but my bright blue orbs are already standing out. I put on my dress and shoes with a wide grin, applied some gloss and hurried downstairs.
"Here comes my princess!!", Dad said, watching me descend the stairs.
"You look good rose", Royce added with a snort..
"Thanks Royce." I replied with a smile.
Dad was dressed in one of his tailored tux and Mom wore a dress that glittered so brightly it was totally mesmerizing.
Royce also looked dashing in a black Blazer and jeans. We looked like the perfect family, Infact we were.
The Jackson's.
We've always prided in our family name. Yes, we are rich and can afford an extravagant lifestyle but one thing dad and mom ensured was we never get to much privileges that we became brats.
The drive to the restaurant was a long one. One that was filled with so much laughter.
Like they say, good things don't last long and I was about to find out just how true that is.
The restaurant was all top notch. Very expensive and lavish. We were given a table in the VIP section. Food of different varieties, from mouth watering steaks to deserts,but I still couldn't help the feeling of dread that settled in the pit of my stomach.
I want to go home. I feel strange, something was definitely amiss and I could sense it. Before I could voice out my thoughts I saw them. Those very horrible masks. It looked like something from a horror movie. The gun shots started almost immediately.
"Get under the table rose!! Royce!! Under the table now!!"
Just then, a bullet flew past,hitting mom in the chest . I screamed as I watched her beautiful silver dress turn crimson red with a terrible look of horror in her eyes as she fell to the ground taking in ragged breaths. Dad let out a loud shriek as he watched the love of his life turn cold and life less on the floor.
I stood transfixed watching the scene unfold before my eyes.
The gun shots got closer.
"Royce, get your sister out of here!!"
"Look for the back exit and run!!" Dad shouted.
"No dad!! I'm not leaving you. I want you to come with us.", Royce replied.
"No you have to go now!! Royce look at me!!" Dad screamed at royce.
Royce dragged his gaze from Mom's lifeless body to Dad's face.
"Remember what we talked about. Keep her safe! Now run.", he said
Royce dragged my hand and started to pull me away.
Only...we weren't fast enough and those masked men were just about getting started.
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