A few weeks before

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I laid flat on my bed thinking about life. How everything I managed to do always came in vain. I keep thinking about my life 6 years ago. When I had Ava, my father, my grandmother. Life was complete then, nothing can complete it now. They left and all I have are a few people. I had earphones plugged into my ears, I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up deaf tomorrow. Problems disappeared this way, life seemed happier. A few minutes away from reality. What is my reality? Problems after problems. I can't get away as it seems

Just then, the song seemed to have slight yellings and cryings. I got confused, removed my earphones..

......

The silence, the peaceful ambience left the house.  My mother was screaming, crying.

I ran to her, she was sitting on the sofas in the living room, her hands on her head, she sobbed so hard, her tears rolled down onto her cheek, she seemed so overwhelmed. She ran her fingers through her hair, cupped her cheeks and kept hitting the sofa pillows. In confusion, I stood there gawking at her. Trying to understand what was going on, I saw Arden running towards her, he sat next to her and hugged her tight, she sobbed continuously on his shoulder.

"Guys.. What's going on?"

"Your father Mel, he died!" My mother yelled.

those words... They seemed so heavy. Her words pierced right through me like a spearing arrow. I fell on my knees as my legs slowly lost all its power to hold me. My hands dropped as I stare at her. I've never seen her cry so much. All my consciousness was lost. My head spinning, I ran to my bedroom, locked the doors, put my earphones back and went back into a world filled with merriment only.

My world came crashing down, What went wrong? After hours of sleeping, I went over to my brother's room, he sat in front of a computer, typing something in a fast manner. I went towards him, he quickly changed tabs.

"Arden?'

"Yes?" He looked toward me, he's eyes looked red, he's cheeks swollen.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes."

"Are you really?"

"No."

"How did he die?"

"Apparently he died of a heart attack, But Mel, he had enemies, I'm sure he didn't die due to a heart attack."
I couldn't hide it any longer, the words spurted out of my mouth.

"I had called him the other day."

"What? Why didn't I know this before? That doesn't matter, what did he say?" He appeared calm.

"We talked, he said he did some horrible things, killed people. Also, the phone call ended as if it was someone else who ended the call. I think he was being held hostage? He said he couldn't talk much.."

"Oh wow.. Mel, let me know if you get any call okay?"

I had to call back to that number.

I grabbed my phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Calling the number."

"Bad decision but I'm here."

"I'm doing it."

I dialed the same number. It was ringing.

Silent seconds passed by..

No reply.

I jumped, someone took it.

"Hello?" A strange unfamiliar voice said.

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