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42. Mom?

Natasha's POV

I returned home from the market carrying the heavy bag in my hand.

It's been a while since I last went outside, even though I've been attending school.

I'm so happy Dad allowed me to come outside.

As I was walking suddenly a black car stopped in front of me in a drift.

I was so confused but as I tried to walk past it a few men in black shirts and pants with their faces covered came outside and surrounded me.

I looked around, confused and worried.

"Who are you all?"

"You'll get to know soon," Said one of the men before I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and fell unconscious.

Time passes...

I opened my eyes and my head throbbed in pain, and all I remember was getting hit by a metal rod in the head on my way back home.

When I heard a woman screaming and turned my head in that direction, I saw two shadows from behind the sliding paper door.

Her voice...it seems familiar, it's like I've heard her voice many times.

A man was attacking the woman on the ground with a Cleaver, and the lady was screaming in pain.

I covered my mouth in shock as fear gripped my heart.

"Your daughter killed my son...now you both have to pay" The man growled in anger and hit her with the knife, she screamed.

Blood splashed on the door, it terrified me so much.

Daughter? But...My mom died when I was 10 she isn't alive.

The head rolled out of the paper wall.

My eyes widened in both shock and fear.

How? It can't be. It's my mom.

No...

"M-maa" I whispered as tears rolled down my cheeks.

She isn't my mom. Right?

Suddenly I felt someone gripping my hair tightly, I looked up and it was a man probably middle age.

I hissed in pain as he gripped my hair tighter.

"You bitch, you killed my son!" He spoke with a heavy Italic accent.

"No, I didn't kill anyone"

"Shut the fuck up you bitch" He left me with a powerful jerk and moved toward my mom's head which was now separated from her body.

He picked it up with the hair and held it up showing it to me.

"You see what happened to your mother? The same thing will happen to you, too," he clenched his jaw.

I sobbed seeing my mom's head like this, she was dead. Again?

"Please don't hold her like that, it will hurt her-" I screamed when he threw her head towards the wall powerfully causing the head to collapse with the wall.

"NOOO!!!" I cried out screaming my heart out.

He gripped my hair again forcefully standing me up.

"Stop fucking crying! Now you feel how I felt when you fucking killed my son" He hissed bringing his face closer to mine.

"I didn't-" He pushed me on the floor harshly causing me to fall with a thud.

"Yes! You did, He came under the truck just because of you" He yelled.