SUSpicious minds 😏

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Its a cold and rainy day. You wake up with a grumble in your stomach. Hobbling out of bed you find your way into the kitchen where there is little to nothing to feed yourself.
Your family had recently hit a rough time financially. They never told you why they were struggling and they never asked you to help even though you wanted to. If anything they treated you as if you were a burden to them. Your parents constantly pushed you to the side and gave you the bare minimum.

That morning had been different though. There was something brewing in the air and everything felt uneasy. Your parents were sitting quietly at the table silent discussing something amongst themselves. You didn't think much of it since they never really talked to you anyways but this time felt different, almost personal. As you reached into the cabinet for anything you could feed yourself with you heard a loud knock on the door.
Silence filled the room and the air went stale. You couldn't figure out why but a sense dread filled your being.
"Who could that be so early in the morning?" You say aloud as you approached the door. In that moment your parents stood up quickly and rushed over to the door before you could reach it. "What are you doing?" You ask them. "Y/N... we need you to know that we love you so so much." your mom says. "Please try to understand. This is the hardest thing a parent could do but its because we love you Y/N" your father interjects.
"What are you guys talking about-" you start, but are then interrupted by yet another loud knock.
Theres a muffled voice coming from behind it, you can barely make it out but it sounds like they're saying "I have lots of business to attend to, I don't like being stood up." It was a familiar voice but you couldn't quite place it.

"Mom- dad? Who is that?"
"Trust us. Please please trust us."

Theres a unbelievable loud silence as your parents quickly unlock the door. You're sweating and shaking. What was happening? Who is that? Why are they acting so weird?

Behind the door stood a tall slender man. He was dressed in flashy jewelry. He had jet black hair and golden sunglasses that hid his blue eyes.

".....Elvis?"
"Thats what people call me yes"

You turned slowly towards your parents. "Why is Elvis at our house???" There was a tremble in your voice. "Y/N we had no other choice- we ran into some trouble with the Italian mafia- Frank Sinatra threatened to kill us if we didn't come up with the money to pay him back and this man decided to help us. Elvis has bought you and given us the amount of money we needed in exchange for you."

"Mafia-?" You glance around frantically as you pray internally for this all to be a joke- but no ones laughing.