Gunshots were shot at the ceiling. They grabbed you tightly from behind but you elbowed them, escaping that dark valley. You were panting and out of breath when you were halfway home, but you cannot stop now cause they were chasing you. You heard more gunshots in a distance. You were sprinting home using all your speed and the strength that you had left. You remembered your athletics technique tat you had to use for sprinting. Cheek to cheek is what they always say. Screams were heard in a distance and it felt silent.
You then reached your home, and then you knocked your door. Your dad opened the door and when he took a first look at you, he knew that something was wrong. He took you inside and he called someone.
Harry: Go upstairs now! Hurry!
His voice was so demanding even though he was washed with worry. While you went upstairs to wash up yourself to get that sweat off, your dad then grabbed his gun just in case if someone comes in the house.You we're in your room listening to your favorite song. It helped a little to get over the fact that you were being chased by people who have guns.
BANG! BANG!
You had chills running down your spine as you heard gunshots downstairs in the living room where your dad is, but you didn't flinch to the sounds of the gunshots. You had a feeling that your dad was safe and sound. So you claimed down and continued to listen to the song you were listening to. Someone knocked on the door and I opened it.
Elly: Honey, is everything ok?
You: No mum. (your body shakes uncontrollably with fear and tearing up). The men with guns were chasing me and they followed me home.
She came inside my room and closed the door shut. She then cuddled you into her. You hugged her back while you out your head into her chest.
Elly: Shhh.. It's okay. Don't cry. (She wiped your tears away.) Dad is handling them.
You: Mhmm...Is he handling them fine?
Elly: Yeah. He is.
We hugged for awhile in silence and your mum looked at you and she saw you sleeping. Elly carried you to your bed that was in front of her. She left your room while you were snoring gently.
Elly goes downstairs to see more men coming in the house. She grabbed her gun from her pocket and shot them. Harry was fighting them viciously and aggressively. Then your cousins, brothers and sisters joined and shot the men with their guns. Then the men were all shot and there were none left. They left the dead bodies of the men in secret places. Then they came back and they cleaned themselves up. They changed their clothes, wiped the blood off themselves and they cleaned the blood off the floors. They then put all their guns back in their pockets and in their rooms.
They then go to my room to check if I was safe.
Joseph: Who's gonna keep (your name) safe?
Rana: I will keep (your name) safe.
Joseph: Ok.
While everyone left, Rana lay on the bed with me. She wrapped herself around me and she leaned closer to take a closer look of you. She saw how worried you were when you slept. Rana hold you a bit more tighter.
Rana: Your safe (your name). Your safe.
She then slept behind you. She intertwined her fingers with yours and put her head on your shoulders. She stayed awake for awhile before closing her eyes shut. Your face softened and relaxed.
Rana could hear the conversation that Harry and Elly are talking about.
Harry: Well (your name) is gonna meet one of my kind tomorrow.
Elly: She's not ready. Don't force her.
Harry: (growls) Well (your name) is gonna meet them weather you want it or not.
Elly went quiet and Rana started to burn up. She never thought taff dad could do such things to mum and how he cold could force (your name) to be meeting a mafia.
Harry: Shes gonna be (your name)'s partner when learning how to cope with the mafia life starting from tomorrow. And that's final.
Harry left the room. Rana could hear her mothers cries and whimpers. She felt bad for her mother and wanted to comfort her. Rana then comforted Elly and the mn came back to you. She finally slept while embracing herself in her arms.
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ActionYou were going to meet that mafia that's gonna be your partner in crime. You met your partner in crime in a VIP party or a special party. The mafia was your friend that you had a history with when you guys were younger. Now the history continues on.