The Night Before
There was no light in this room, the only source of light was the full moon in the sky. The cold breeze flew in the room making the curtains move.
I felt like my bladder would burst if I didn't go then. So I exited the bedroom.
As I walked down the stairs I could hear the men's voice getting louder. I saw my mom screaming in agony, blood running down her face, eyes are red and her whole body was trembling after a beer bottle hit her head.
I could feel my fist balling up and grinding my teeth.
I hate this! Why don't we have enough power to defend ourselves?!
I stepped in and wiped the blood out of her face and turn to look at the guy who smashed the beer bottle on my mom's forehead.
''Why did you hit my mom you asshole?! What do you want from us?''
''Bitch we want our money back!''
He placed his hand around my neck and lifted me up. I tried struggling from his grasp so he would put me down but he keeps on adding more force on my neck. The more I stay in the air the less air I breathe.
''Stop!! P-please s-s-stop it.'' Shouted my mom. The man dropped me down on the floor, my mom took a step back and placed her hands in front of her face to protect her if the man hit her again.
I stood up even though I was still out of breath and tried to recompose myself. I thought I would pass out if he didn't let me go, If he didn't, 4 more seconds I would definitely pass out lying on the floor.
''Give me the money and we'll leave your family alone! Got that?!''
My mom nodded instantly. The guy turned around and looked at me from head to toe and smirk.
'' Or you can give your daughter to us. We accept cash, card or a good fuck.'' After saying that he licked his bottom lip and checked me out again.
I could feel a chill ran down my spine.
''No! We will pay it with cash.''
''Pay soon or you won't see your daughter again!''
They went out and slammed the door hard.
I walked closer to my mom and hugged her. I knew this won't gonna help her pay whatever debt she has from those bastards but this is the only thing I can give to her right now.
A soft cry was heard that night.
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A/N
I got time today, yey!
Since I'm still a teen, please tell me what should I change and work on with.
Thanks for reading
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