Him and I

Chapter 1

|It was 12:42 AM at night, Raining, and I barely got my other boot on without making so much noise. I sigh and sniffied, nose clogged up from all of the tears that was running down my soft cheeks, now rough and red when I finished crying. Before midnight I made sure I packed all the necessary things I needed for out of town. 

I'm going to Mexico and pittsburgh is more than 2,000 miles away from there, which means I need to go now in order to escape from my stepfather coming home in two days. It was now 1:15, which means I have to go now. 

I finished getting ready and I carefully grabbed my luggage and began downstairs. I decided to go out the back door, as there was cameras surrounding the front door, I walk past the kitchen tile carefully, trying not to create as much noise. As I almost fully turned the back door nob, I hear a voice. "Where are you going" The question had to much curiosity and nervousness to it. I turned around and it was my 3 year old sister. 

"Baby i'm just going for a walk, go back upstairs with mommy" My eyes started watering, I hate lying to my sister but it's for the good. "No can I come?" She asked full of excitement. A couple tears fell onto my cheeks, I can't take her with me It's too much. "No baby it's very dangerous, Go back upstairs now" I said, sounding a little harsh. She was going to say something until we both heard the front door rattle. He wasn't supposed to come so early, and why at 1:24AM?

 Before we had any time to react, the front door busted open and it was clearly wasn't my stepdad, it was a person all right, but no one we knew. He or she was wearing all black and wore a mask that covered their whole face, but of course not their eyes or mouth. He/she also wore a black beanie, making it seem they had no hair. But none of these caught my attention, what caught my attention was a AK-47 he was carrying. 

I reacted nothing more than grabbing my sister faster than ever and ducked, scared of what he would do. "I saw you, bitch come out!" He yelled and I froze, I was ducked down in the corner of the island in the kitchen with my 3 year old sister, the back door was not even 12 inches away. I need a distraction, before me and my sister ends up being killed in the easiest way. I looked around to look for something to cause a distraction when my eyes stop at a light up bouncy ball. I kissed my sister's nose and quietly sat her down behind me, proceeding to crawl towards the bouncy ball. I then realized that the burglar went upstairs, where my mother is. I panicked and got up, getting the bouncy ball and screaming out "COME GET IT YOU BASTARD" Before throwing the bouncy ball towards the front door, Then opening the front door and closing it again, making it seem I ran out of the front door. 

It happened so fast, to me running towards my sister, grabbing her and running towards the back door, hearing heavy footsteps behind me as i ran through the woods, sister in arm and crying, continuing to run until i no longer hear footsteps behind me. It finally stopped after a couple minutes of running, assuming the person went back to my house. I was exhausted, scratches all over my body from the tree branches I flew past.

 We stopped at a dead tree that fell probably a long time ago. I caught my breath and checked my sister for any injuries. None. I Sighed of relief, when all of the sudden I felt something cold against my throat. I felt a lump sharp against it. A knife. I didn't move, until the person spoke "Move back to the house." I get up carefully, looking over where I thought my sister was, only to find nothing. "Where the fuck is my sister" I spoke calmly, trying not to do anything that'll get me killed. "Just walk" he commanded, as i knew it was a him because of the voice. 

I began walking quickly back to the house, hoping my sister is there and not harmed. We arrived at the front door, the guy pounding on the door, when it opened it was the same guy with the gun. This time her beanie and mask was off, and revealed a girl. They then proceeded to bound me up and set me against a chair towards the middle of the kitchen, minutes later my mother and sister next to me. 

I was the only one without any duck tape over me, I began thinking: How the fuck running away became an abduction?! I mentally laughed, trying to keep a straight face but ended looking like a 88 year old on crack. The two people then stood in front of us and began talking. "Abigale, would you like to explain?" The guy asked the girl, who now i can call Abigail. "My pleasure, Chad, This is how it goes, Emily you point to where we hurt the most and who we hurt the least, okay sweetheart?" She asked my sister, Emily. She was crying and didn't know what she was saying, it made me mad, very mad. 

"She doesn't understand your fucking question" I bark out, causing them to both look at me, obviously shocked that I had the guts to speak up. Abigale walked up and before anything, punched me hard in the guts, causing me to groan and fall out of the chair, landing on my side and holding my guts carefully, eyes watering. Chad begins to walk up to my mother, pulling out one of the sharpest knives I have ever seen, so shiny I see my own reflection. Not even a minute later he dug into my mothers stomach, he muscles moving as he dug deeper. I closed my eyes and let my tears run down freely, hearing nothing but a quick scream from my mother, turned now into weeping and full on gasps. 

I keep my eyes closed as I heard another plunged knife, this time into my sister. I knew it was her because I hear her screaming and crying, quiet the next minute. I wasn't sure if my sister was still alive, but I hope so. I knew My mother was still alive because I hear her breath, very slow shallow breaths, but still breathing. I finally opened my eyes, but when I looked around there was no sight of my mother and sister, and no sight of the two burglars. 

This was a hint that I had to leave. Now. I got up, wincing at my guts still hurting but paid no attention in stopping. I grabbed a kitchen knife out the kitchen drawer and started my way out, I opened the front door to only have it budged, something was blocking it. I realized it made quite a noise and now I had one option left which was the back door, but before i turned away from the front door I was forcefully pushed up on the door, seeing nothing but a closed up chad.

 "What are you doing?" He asked lowly, and his response was being ignored by me. But I guess he didn't like being ignored, because not even a minute later I feel him roughly pushed his lower half against me, making me groan out loud. I closed my eyes because I didn't wanna see his reaction, but I know it's a smirk. "We haven't finished the game yet, my love" He whispered harshly, before pulling my hair and dragging me downstairs into the basement, where I never visited for years.