Cold metal connects with my right temple and my eyes widen, tears blurring my vision completely, only the silhouettes of the people in front of me visible. I see them all aiming their guns at the four men standing by me.
The man, Gianni, presses the gun harder against my head and I feel a tear escape my eye. I close my eyes to prevent more from falling.
It all started a few minutes ago, Greg came barging into my room just a few minutes after Hunter had left. He pushed the covers off me, exposing my body to the cold air in my room. Only in a tank top and the pair of pyjama shorts, Leah got me for my birthday, my big brother lead me and my younger brothers to one of the guest rooms.
The hallway was dark and I heard the front door open and close before men started speaking Italian. I think
