I wake up in my room with my head hurting like hell.
I walk downstairs still feeling a little bit dizzy but mostly hungover: "Mama?"
No answer.
"Mama are you awake?", I walk into her bedroom. Her bed is empty and made.
I walk into the living room she's also not there there's just a note laying there so I read it:
'My dearest daughter,
when you read this I'm in a better place. I couldn't see you suffering for me and giving your life up for me.
The coffee was toxic so it would slowly kill me without pain.
I couldn't tell you because you would have stopped making it for me.
Just know I love you more than everything and I want you to be happy and live the life you want to live.
I'm watching you from above.
Love your mama'
"NOOOO this can't be true!", tears running down my face, "Mama where are you???".
I run though the whole house.
"MAMA!"
"Mama."
"Mama?", I fall down on my knees, she can't be gone.
"She's dead accept it all ready and save us a lot of time", an annoyed voice says.
I turn around it's the dark haired guy: "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU KILLED MY MOM!".
"She paid us for doing it", he casually shrugs his shoulders.
"And if you wanna be a mom instead I can make you one right here and now", a hot breath on my neck lets me shriek, before I remember who it is. "I swear touch me and I'll fucking shoot you.", I say through gritted teeth not even turning around to look at him. I feel a sting of pain as he grabs the back of my hair and yank it back.
"Oh look I'm touching you already", he whispers with his deep voice. I push myself off him.
"So you wanna shoot me? Go ahead.", he hands me his gun, "I'm not scared because I know you're too scared to pull the trigger."
I aim at him.
He smiles at me lifting his arms up: "Please don't shoot me."
I take a deep breath.
I pull the trigger.
No sound.
No scream.
"You really would have shot me?", he almost sounds surprised.
This is not good at all.
I start running. I made it past his friend. I open the backdoor and run to the right. I see Vinnie coming after me with no effort. I panic and start to run as fast as I can.
I pull out my phone and call 911 continuing running for my dear life.
"911 what's your emergency?"
A hand got placed over my mouth and the phone snatched out of my hand: "Hey I apologize my little cousin stole the phone and pressed random buttons."
"Alright sir. No problem."
"Have a good day", he smoothly replies like he didn't just run after me.
"You too, sir."
He leans down to match my height: "Now when I let go of you we gotta laugh and walk back to your house I really don't want to kill people unnecessarily and believe me I have the gun with the bullets right here. You got it?"
I nod.
"HAHAHA I told you you can't steal my phone weirdo!", he laughs
I fake laugh: "HAHA Round 2", with that I run off again.
"Why don't you just give up already? This just means punishment when we get home."
"Only if you go to your own home."
"We share a home dummy, your mom would be so disappointed.", I can tell he smirks 'cause he knows how to push my buttons.
I stop right on my tracks and soon around only to be face to face with the devil himself. I take a swing at him but he dodges it and uses this move to lift me up by me hips and now got me hanging over his shoulder.
"You're a fucking asshole!", I scream with tears in my eyes.
"You'll get used to it"
"Fuck you!"
"Every time you disrespecting me makes me wanna make you a mom. Better shut up."

YOU ARE READING
The Intruders
ChickLitVic is a 19 year old nursing her sick mother when she meets two boys on their way out of her house. Little did she know that they're the killers of her mother and are about to change Vic's life completely by being taken hostage in her own home.