Offroad POV
The loud crash of metal and glass had Offroad sitting straight up in bed. His heart felt like it was going to come flying out of his chest at any given second. Offroad looked around and quickly remembered he was not in his room and not in his bed but Luke was not beside him. Offroad reached over to his side of the bed and felt that it was still warm so Luke had to get out of the bed minutes ago if not seconds ago. The panic started to set in. Did Luke cause that crash? Did he fall? Is he hurt? Offroad quickly got out of the bed, groaning his body sore like it was always after they fought, locating his slippers and raced to the door.
"Luke!" Offroad called out as he entered the hallway. Offroad walked toward the kitchen hoping to god Ron had not come home in a drunken rage. The last time it had happened Luke ended up with 15 stitches. "Luke?" Offroad called out again as he made it to the end of the hallway. Something didn't feel right. Offroad's hand was suddenly grabbed as he spun around. "Jesus chr-"
"Shhhhh!" Ram Lukes younger brother said as he covered Offroads mouth. "Someone in the house," Ram informed him and Offroad could feel the boy shaking as his eyes said what his mouth did not. Ram was Ron's bastard son that he had with some sex worker. He lived in the house with them but was treated like shit whenever Luke wasn't around which resulted in most of their dates and outings turning into a family outing with his little brother. Offroad never minded Ram wasn't annoying and Luke was a great brother and having Ram around meant less fighting.
"Go to Luke's room, find my phone, and call my Father," Offroad instructed the boy pushing him toward the room.
"Wait where are you going?" Ram asked, gripping onto Offroads arm for dear life.
"I have to try and find Luke," Offroad said, pulling his arms from Rams' grip. "Go now," Offroad said, pointing him to the room. Ram nodded and took off down the hallway and Offroad turned to go back down the hallway quietly. He got to the open area where it split off one way to the hallway and the other to the kitchen, offices, and living room. Offroad paused as he heard a groan coming from the living room. He tiptoed over to the living room peeking his head into the doorway. He saw Ron lying on the floor with a pool of blood around him as he held his throat, the blood rushing over his hand. Offroad lifted a hand to his mouth in shock.
"Get out," Ron gurgled before Offroad watched as the life drained from his face. Just at that time, Offroad heard a blood-curdling scream from Ram. Offroad turned from the living room and raced down the hallway almost colliding with Ram.
"What?! What is it?" Offroad asked out of breath.
"We gotta go right now," Ram yelled and Offroad could see he was holding his shoulder that was bleeding. Offroad heard a groan and crash of something in the room. Whoever just attacked Ram was in there and was trying to make their way out. Offroad grabbed Ram's hand and pulled him down the hallway making a break for the front door. When something big collided with them, sending them screaming and crashing to the ground. The man who for some reason Offroad couldn't smell started to immediately try to pin him down. Offroad couldn't make out his face due to the ski mask he was wearing.
"Ram get the fuck out of here!" Offroad screamed as he struggled with the man keeping him from reaching out to grab Ram. Offroad looked up to see Ram hesitating. "GO!" Offroad screamed at the top of his lungs as he brought his knee up hard connecting with the man's balls. He yelled and rolled off Offroad. Offroad turned over and tried to get up to get to the door Ram had left open but his leg was grabbed and yanked backward so he was once again pinned under the man.
"I'm going to make you fucking suffer before slitting your throat," The man growled as he and Offroad struggled. Offroad couldn't see but he felt something fall on top of the man who grunted loudly before rolling off of him. It was when Offroad sat up again he saw Luke lying on the ground covered in blood.
