A never ending trouble.

Chapter 1

"stay here, okay? It'll be okay"

I remember that day so vividly. Then again, how could I not?

"Mom why..why would you do this..?!"

I never expected this to happen, we were doing wonderfully. Well, as good as it gets out here.

"Darling I'm sorry, but before anything happens, I want to tell you something."

I always looked on the bright side of things, but that day, as soon as it started, I knew nothing good would come out of this.

"9000 miles from here, past the river and up the mountains, there's a cabin."

It was a secret, a secret that she never told anyone. How do I know? Well, only the most important things are said during life or death situations. I knew this, I desperately tried getting her to stop talking, hoping that would mean she would live.

"No no no! I don't need to hear this! It wont matter!"

"Listen to me will. You need to go there. throughout our generations, every ancestor you had would give up a good amount of money and put it in a chest underneath the cabin."

"No! T-Then why is it still there?! How come no one took it!"

I knew the answer. I just couldn't accept it.

"Because my love, everyone else lived there life to the fullest. It wasn't cut short like mine. Its for emergency's, this is the perfect time. Use it to pay the Jackal for a better life."

This was three years ago. I still never made that trip. I'm scared, I cant accept the fact that my mother is gone. This stupid secret is the cause. It has to be, if my mother never told me about this, she would still be here!

Who am I kidding. I just keep making up excuses for my self. The fate my mother had was not caused by the secret, I knew this. I only told myself this so I had something to blame. In reality, my mother got herself killed by her bad choices. She took money from the wrong people. My mother wasn't a good person. She was rude to others, hurt people to be higher than them. Even if she was a terrible person, she was a wonderful mom. I just cant bring myself to face the facts.

So I lie. I lie to myself so I can sleep. I lie to myself so I can eat. I lie to myself to do anything really, giving myself a reason to keep going and to live, even if in reality, everything I tell myself isn't true. It only hurts me in the long run.

"Whatever..todays grocery day." I quickly think of a reason why I should leave my house. Willllll, what would your mom think when she comes home to a fridge with nothing in it! A voice in my head tells me. I softly smile as I think of the possibilities. would she let it slide? would we go out together? wou- swish

A gust of cold wind from my open window brings me back to reality. I get up from my bed to close it, then making my way to my closet. As I'm putting on my shoes and jacket, I make a mental note of what I need to get.

Before I go out the door, I grab the knife on the table besides the door and shove it in my pocket. I've only ever had to use it once,  I'm hoping I wont have to again.

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Yknow, even for a world where crime is allowed, money still has value. There's still shops and food joints. I mean, you could steal, but most stores and restaurants have high security, so good luck with that. Most people get their money from stealing from civilians. I get mine from doing quick job shifts. I don't get paid as much like people who steal, but I would rather have a good conscious than a full stomach.