What it use to be(editing)

Chapter 11

Oh my gosh.... Who's knocking on the door. Mom carefully placed the glass on the counter and walked to the door. No one making any effort to move. It's so quiet you can hear each rough intake and out take of breath. Mom slowly opens the door and see a police officer the only probes is he looks terrified. Something behind him moves slightly out to way to show its face no correction his face.

"Aren't you gonna let us in?" The man asks nicely. The officer begging my mother with his eyes to shut the door and run but instead she lets the officer and the man in. He walks directly to the living room as if he knows where he's going.... Asher pulls me into him and hugs tight.

"Come on Locklseys and Asher" mom looks at me with caution and points at me to say. She walks into the living room and questions "Who are you and what do you want?" He smiles and adjusts the gun to back of the police officer's head. "You darling. Now my rules are simply. Follow my orders and you live longer if not someone dies. Now Reagan dear you can come here and bring Asher too." I look at Asher with tears forming but wipe them quickly.

Asher kisses my head as we walk into the living room. I sit next to my mother and she rubs my palm. "What do you want us to do?" The man thinks and then smiles "Make dinner. I'm pretty hungry and about six or seven." My mother nods and stand to go to the kitchen. I look at the man with hatred. My my mother is scared for me and Asher and even thought she masks it well I can see it.

"You know my dads gonna come home and kill you." I snarl. He looks slimiest immune to my comment and whispers "God can't die dear." I fight back the eye roll. Of course he can't die he's in heaven duh!!!! "I know that." He smiles "so neither can I."  This man is insane. He looks even are of the mad men. His beard grown and unevenly cut along with the mustache that connects. His brunette hair wet and drippy with sweat and it falls just everywhere. His breathing fast and upbeat and a smile a real happy  smile spread across his face.

"You're mad." I say a bit loudly. "You need help." His foot started tapping at a rapid speed. "I am not." He says almost child like. "Yes, yes you are." His finger start to twitch. "I'm not! I'm smart!" I shake my head "No your about as sane as Edgar Allen Poe! You're mad, insane, crazy and why are you even allowed to buy a weapon!" I shout. Mom walks in when the man stands fast like the seats is on fire. "Stop saying that! I'm God okay! Don't disrespect God!" He shouts.

I snicker. Asher stands and pulls me into his chest. "Reagan calm down. This man isn't stable and is holding a weapon. We could be in danger." I snort "I can't believe you think I'm afraid of you I mean look at you! What are you gonna do bite my ankles!" The man's face turns hard and without thought he shouts the officer. I stop and look at the blood pooling around the mans head. "Oh my god." I whisper.

Asher turns me around and hugs me and mom looks away. I didn't think he would actually kill anyone I just thought--- I didn't even know the gun was loaded and he--- and I-- I killed a man. I hear a  whimper and see the man holding my mom the same way he holding the officer before he was shot. "Now that you know I mean business I suggest you make my dinner before a bullet goes through mommy's pretty little head." He toys with my mother's locks of hair with the gun.

He breathes down her neck and it causes her the shiver. I nod and rush out to finish making the pasta and salad my mom started cooking. A few hours later the table was set and the man came and sat at my table. "Lovely feast we have here." He coos. I nod and sit down and jump up when he yells "What are you doing! We say grace!" Frightened I nod and say grace while Asher who is surprising calm rub my hand. I can tell he's trying to keep it cool for me. After grace we sit in silence and eat quietly.

Half way trough dinner the man start laughing at nothing! Just flat out laughing his butt off. We look at each other In fear. Once he sobers he called his hand "ok strip." My eyes fall out my head. "What?" Asher asks. "Strip all of you!" He shouts angry tapping at the surface. "Hell no!" Asher says firmly and stands. "Sit down son." The man warns, Asher shakes his head and grabs my hand.

Before he can get to mother a shot fires and in fear of my mother being shot it I turn quickly only to hear Asher cry out I pain. "No Asher." I scream. I fall the ground to see he's shot in the arms so he'll live and smile and kiss his cheeks. My mom and I move him to the  couch. Once finished we sit there until he looks at the time. 9:30. Dad will be home in about thirty minutes and I smile slightly.

"It's my time to go my dears." I smile internally and almost cry at this nightmare to be over. He stands and walks to the door. My mother rushes over to me and hugs me when I hear a shot rang through the house. Mom falls to the floor blood gushing out and the man laughing. "It was Regina Mills' time to go." Crying I scream "said who!" He smiling smiles and says "says God"

He slams the door and I try to stop my mother's bleeding.