Holding Him Hostage

Ch.3: Flashback

Divina's P.O.V

The pain was unbearable.The flashbacks were all I could think about at this point.

I was struggling to breath as I burst through my bedroom door. I throw myself on the bed and start sulking.

The memories. They are utterly damaging.

Flashback

Mom and Dad were in the living room when I was in the kitchen making their favorite cupcakes to celebrate their marriage anniversary.

I pull the pan of delicious cupcakes out of the oven and breath in its mouthwatering scent.

I start moving the cupcakes and I place them on two cute little plates.

But suddenly I hear loud disturbing noise coming from the front door making me jump up in surprise.

Gunshots and the heart crushing sound of my mother's screams flew into my ears in a matter of seconds.

I immediately run to the living room but stop in my tracks when I see three men in black masks and suits with guns pointed at Mom and Dad who are on the floor kneeling.

I hide my body behind the wall beside the living room's door and peek from there like the coward I am.

I see my dad trying to fight but it was of no use because the men were loaded and way stronger than them.

I start crying silently, the tears falling like an everlasting waterfall because I knew that my parents were hopeless.

Mom caught sight of me and immediately, her frown grew even more.

Her eyes began to water as she realized what I'm about to watch.

"Go hide. I love you." She voiced with an extremely grim expression and I actually felt my heart breaking in my chest.

Gunshots

Their lifeless bodies drop to the ground and I struggle to stay silent.

I wanted to cry my eyes out but I knew right now is not the best time.

I needed to fight for my life. That is what my parents would've wanted me to do.

I run as fast as I can making sure not to make any noise and I reach the kitchen.

Once I get there I quickly but silently open one of the cupboards and squeeze my tiny body in there. I then shut the cupboard close.

I hear the footsteps coming closer. My heart beats so fast as if it just got electrocuted.

Once the person outside finds nothing in the kitchen, he leaves.

I wait for what felt like an hour and I felt safe enough to get out.

Once I do, I run to the living room where I find the bodies of the most precious people to me laying on the floor, lifeless and bloody.

The only people I knew about, the people that loved me unconditionally and did their best to protect me from the extreme danger caused by that God damn gang, the same gang that caused their death.

And all of a sudden, reality comes crashing on me. It was hard to breath, my chest felt like it got squeezed and all the air around me became too heavy for me to handle. Everything around me was dark now, I could barely see.

That was when I broke down, in no time I was on the ground bawling and screaming my heart out.

I mourned over the matter for way too long.

6 months of intense mourning over my dead parents.

That was until I decided that I will kill each and every fucking member of this gang; all of them.

And I would have no mercy.

Present day

I cry and cry thinking about one thing.

That I will torture Kevin Tanner till he dies.

With my pillows and sheets drenched by my tears, I fall into a deep sleep.

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The Next Morning

I wake up and drag myself out of bed like a zombie and I take a quick shower then dress up in a grey shirt and white pants.

I walk out of my bedroom heading to my parents' room and open the door slowly.

I see their bed and all the other furniture that make my eyes water as usual. It was painful to be in here but it's a necessity. I need a weapon.

I slowly make my way to the right side of the bed, then I sit on my knees to grab the safe from under the bed.

I carefully type the secret code using the buttons on the safe.

025782

Opening the safe, I notice the two beautiful and powerful handguns. The black handgun was Dad's and the golden one was Mom's.

They used to teach me how to use these guns when I was young, in case I ever needed it.

I wrap my fingers around the golden gun, feeling the pleasure and strength running through my veins, and take it out of the safe.

After closing the safe and pushing it back underneath the bed. I stand up and get out of the room, heading to the basement.

I hide the gun behind my back before placing my hand on the doorknob, plastering on that fake smile of mine and pushing the door open.

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it's kinda short.

Please comment you thoughts about this chapter! -R❤