Emily and Samuel ✔️

FIVE

Do you want to build a snowman?

I looked up from the mess at the sound of Sandra's voice singing along with young Anna, it's amazing how big of a Disney fanatic she is at this age. I've realized that she's so obsessed with Disney that she doesn't even watch other cartoons.

I tuned out her singing and resumed cleaning the mess I made before Mr and Mrs Smith comes back and decides that I'm a horrible influence and bans me from seeing Sandra for the remaining of my stay.

Turns out cooking is tougher than solving a rubric's cube and getting A for my mathematics exams. The pancakes I attempted to make for Sandra came out looking like a sad version of the Indian cuisine's Chapati. I ended up throwing them away and ran down to the takeout restaurant to get some edible breakfast before I woke her up.

Currently, she's eating her grilled ham and cheese sandwich on the couch, watching 'Frozen' while I continue to wipe every surface trying to destroy any evidence that I almost burnt down their kitchen when they get back.

Just as I was rinsing out the tablecloth, Sandra's loud giggles was heard followed by the opening of the door with her tiny footsteps running out. Stupefied by her actions, I ran after her hopping that she didn't –

I stopped on the porch and saw her underneath a guy who was saying something to her in a hushed tone. Acting on instinct, I took my slippers off and gripped it tightly in my hands as I tiptoed over quietly to beat some sense into this guy.

Before my slipper could come in contact with his head, his head snapped towards me with his green eyes widened into the size of a meatball. Shit, his going to kill me after his done with Sandra –

I gasped, looking down at Sandra laying there with confused eyes and back at the Gaston who is still straddling Sandra with his dilated green eyes locked on me.

Catching everyone – including myself – by surprise, I threw my slipper at Gaston's head and kicked him in his family jewel.

There were so many mixed emotions running through my veins from the adrenaline of kicking a guy in his family jewels. First, I'm surprised at the violence that rolled off me, then there's fear because there's no going back now after I kicked him there, his surely going to kill us now and lastly, I felt a tinge of pride at myself for standing up to this crazy pedophile.

Not wanting to go down without a fight, I picked Sandra up and ran inside the house while Gaston was on the floor with his head buried in the grass.

Making sure the door is locked, I held on to Sandra tightly and ran into the kitchen with her in tow and picked up the first object I saw: a rolling pin. Before I could get into position to protect Sandra, the door slammed open with Gaston standing on the other side.

Dropping the rolling pin, I pushed Sandra behind me. I took a step back causing her to move as well towards the backyard so we can make a run next door to grandmother and granny Theodora or maybe even Grayson. Realizing that Grayson would be at work now, I know I'd be leading this crazy guy over to two grandmothers but at this point, I can't bring myself to give a shit. Not forgetting the probability that he may have already killed them all before he came over.

"Wait don't go! I live here! I'm Sandra's brother, I swear!" Gaston yelled with his hands out as though calming a wild animal and I realize right now, I probably like a wild animal trying to protect its baby.

I looked at Sandra for confirmation that this psycho isn't lying and she nodded while shooting Gaston a cheeky grin.

Oh my god. I can't believe I did that, I can't believe I kicked him there, I mean it felt pretty good but oh my god he was innocent and I did that. I'm going to burn in hell –