Ryan..

01

RYAN

"So darling darling twerk for me! Ooooooh twerrrrk foooorrr meeee!" My best friend started singing.

I was dying of laughter. Watching her trying to twerk was hilarious to me.

She was trying to move her little boots left to right, but it could barely move. "Hey! Little booties matter!" She screamed out.

I was trying to contain my laughter. My Asian friend was very much upset.

She walked over towards the bed and threw a pillow at me. "Ouch!" I said while laughing.

"Come on now. You said you wanted to look through your mom closet for baby pictures, remember? For your art project." She reminded me.

I nodded my head, and we ran into my mother room. She doesn't mind when I go into her.

Kelsey helped me look around the room for my baby photos. She went into the closet and accidentally dropped a box because she's so clumsy.

"Ouchie!" She cried out.

The box landed on her foot, so she started to kick the box over and over again.

She picked up the box, trying to put it back up, but something caught her eye.

She can be very nosy.

"Ryan, look!" She gasped out.

It was a missing picture of a little girl.

Missing age 2.

I frowned. Why would she have this?

We begin looking through the box. A gun? I dropped the gun, and it went off, causing us to scream.

"What the hell!?" Kelsey screamed out.

A gun, why does she have a gun?

We continued to look through the box. Pictures of guns and money and drugs. What is she, FBI?

I saw about 20 fake IDs, my mother, but with different names.

"Ryan, I don't think this is a good idea...." Kelsey said, frowning.

I totally agree. Because I was now scared. I picked up a gun, and I heard the door open chasing both of us to scream.

"Ryan what the fuck!?" My mother screamed out pointing a gun to my head.

I panicked and pointed my gun back at her.

"Ah! Mom!"

"Fuck sacks! I thought you were spending the night over kelsey's house. I'm sorry." She said, putting her gun in the back of her pocket.

I put the gun down. "What is all this stuff?" I asked her.

She looks terrified.

"Rya-

Bang!

We all gasped.

"What's going on?" She brought her gun back out.

"Look. Right now, it's not enough time to answer questions. It's either kill or be killed. The Russians are here. So use the gun you have." She said.

And with that, she went downstairs.

Bang bang!

Another shot.

Bang.

Four more shots, and it went quiet.

I thought it was safe.

Me and kelsey quietly ran out.

We got down as I saw my mother on the floor.

I gasped quietly in shock. Tears formed my eyes.

"Where is the girl?" The Russian guy asked her.

"Code of silence." She said with no emotion.

The guy pointed his gun towards her.

"Anwer me!" He screamed out.

She gave him an evil smile. "Over my dead body." And with that, he shot her.

Kelsey wouldn't stop crying. She was shaking so much.

"Search this place!" He screamed out.

"Run run, run!" I whispered, yelled.

Me and kelsey are small. We can fit in small places.

So I head behind a small book shelf.

And she headed behind the dresser.

"She's not here, boss!" Another person yelled out.

"Fuck! Let's go before the cops show up!" He yells back.

I heard the door shut and waited for a couple of minutes until the close was clear.

Me and kelsey ran downstairs towards Mama.

"Mama." I sobbed out.

"I'm sorry." She said, coughing out blood.

"I was sent to protect you. By your real family. But the Russians found us. I tried to keep you safe. I took care of you. Now it's time to take care of you. Fight. Or die. Kill or be killed. You're the next heir of the Italian mafia. And the Jamaican mafia. Which makes you powerful." And with that, her eyes were closed.

"MAMA WAKE UP!" I screamed.

She wasn't breathing anymore. She was gone. Mama was gone.

The door opened, and the same man from earlier smirked at us.

"Found you. You bad girl." He said with laughter.

We got up trying to run, but someone was already behind us.

Covering our mouths sticking a needle in our necks.

Holy fuck. We've been kidnapped.

Well fuck me!