I wanted to throw the framed picture across the room, but people were still sleeping.
Screw it.
I threw the picture at the far wall, shattering the glass and breaking the wooden frame, creating a dent in the wall and chipped the pale paint.
I don't care anymore.
I wanted to burn the letter, but the others needed to see it first.
Loud footsteps were sounded on the floor above me, but I didn't care.
This shit never ends!
Damon and Jordan were peaking their heads over the wooden railing on the stairs with worried expressions marked on their features.
“Kinsey, what the hell happened?” Jordan shouted, practically jump in down the steps to have me in his arms.
“It's not over.” I said through gritted teeth as I tried to hold in my tears.
Damon went over to the dent in the wall and picked up the remains of the frame along with the picture.
“Is this you?” He asked.
“Yes. When my parents actually loved Jordan and I. Some bastard went into my old house and took this out of my old bedroom.” I shouted.
“What's that in your hand?” Jordan asked, taking the note from my hand.
He opened unfolded it and started to read it. His eyes hard and full of anger with the occasional tears raising in his eyes before he blinked them away.
“I thought we were din with this shit. Who the hell is after us now?” He choked up the last part.
Jordan is very strong, but stuff like tho really gets to him.
We grew up with this trauma. Beatings. Kidnapped. You name it. We've been through so much torment, we haven't ever gotten a long chance to live a normal life. And when we do, it's only a matter of time before reality comes nipping at our ankles. Soon it brings us down to the ground to consume us. Wrap us in tentacles of fear.
Jordan blinked away his tears and replaced it with a cold, hard glare. Full of hatred and revenge.
I felt the same way.
Hopefully this will be our last battle and then we can spend the rest of our lives in peace.
I heard footsteps, big and small walking above on the second floor, making the floor groan under their weight.
The footsteps made their way down the stairs, but I didn't bother looking at who it was.
Kylee's voice rang through the air, leaving a slight echo in throughout the living room.
“What's going on? I heard glass shatter and shouting.”
I looked up and noticed Cadence draping her legs and arms across her body, laying her head in the nook of her shoulder.
Tilly was poking her head out from behind Kylee and Cadence, concern visible on her face.
“Someone is after us again.” I muttered.
Some gasped while others just looked down at their bare feet.
Damon pulled his phone from his pocket and snapped a picture of the letter before tearing it to shreds.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m destroying the letter but keeping a picture of it, in case it has any clues of who this person is. They you used to be your friend so it has to be someone you knew from the gang.” Damon explained.
Someone has been watching way too much Pretty Little Liars.
Some time later, all of us just sat in silence. The room was filled with tension and anger, a little bit of depression.
The sound of my cell phone broke the suffocating tension from my room.
I ran up to get it, and the others followed me up the stairs to mine and Damon’s room.
The caller ID read Private Number and I just knew it was bad news.
But it could help us find out who the hell is after us now.
I swiped the green bouncing phone upwards to accept the call. I pushed the speaker button and a voice -almost like an aliens- spoke through the speaker.
“Hello Kinsey. I know the others are in the room too, so hello to you too.” The voice chirped.
“Who the hell are you?” I shouted.
“Getting eager are we? You know I can't reveal myself. What's the fun in chasing you down with you knowing my identity.”
“Whatever Valerie did, she's dead. We hand nothing to do with it!”
“You had everything to do with it. You escaped the gang with Valerie who took something of value from me.”
“What do you want from us?”
“I want to make you feel the same pain I felt she I lost the only person I cared about. I suggest you keep Jordan and Cadence in sight. They are the ones I'm after.”
And with that, the call ended with multiple deep beeps, and tears I didn't even know were there, spilled from my eyes.
