17 | Haunting Memories

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JAKE'S POV :

IM SAT SOBBING in a corner holding my knees tightly against my chest, my whole body trembles with trepidation I can't seem to stay still.

I watch as my parents rush around hastily barricading our front door with hefty pieces of furniture, the room is now virtually empty.

"OPEN THE DOOR!" I jump up in fear when I hear a booming voice from outside, many are pounding on the door violently and my sobs become louder.

My mother sprints to the window her blonde hair whipping behind her. "John they're surrounding the whole house!"

"Lily get Jacob!" My father yells out to my mother pushing a sofa towards the door.

My mother obliges making her way to me grabbing something on the way. "Come here baby." She bundles me up in a blanket picking me up,
Instinctively I wrap my arms and legs around her burying my head into her neck trying to block everything out.

My father walks over to us his hands cupping my mother's face, "Take Jake and hide somewhere safe before they break the door down." he tells her.

"Not without you!" She shakes her head vigorously tears welling up in her eyes.

He leans his head against my mothers holding us both close,
"I love you Lily, I love you both so much. I need to make sure that you and Jake are safe so please just do this for me." he says softly his voice pleading.

She nods her sadly in defeat before giving him one last lingering kiss "I love you John."

He ruffles my hair kissing my forehead. "I love you son."

Suddenly the door breaks down causing all the furniture blocking the door to go toppling over, the intruders eyes were dark and venomous.

One comes running towards my mother and I but before he can hurt us father snaps its neck, I cry squirming in my mother's arms at the sickening sound of the crack.

While he's distracted one of the intruders ram a stake through his heart.

"DADDY!" I scream out in pain drawing unwanted attention.

My mother sobs uncontrollably racing up the stairs holding me firmly against her chest, shielding my eyes from the traumatising sight. She takes me to my room locking the door behind us, setting me down on my feet.

Her eyes dart frantically around the room looking for something, eventually they stop landing on my giant teddy bear.

Pulling out a pocket knife she walks over to my teddy unstitching the back of it.

"Mommy?" I call her wiping my sore eyes.

I was confused at first.

She takes out it's stuffing.
"Come help me honey."

Without hesitation I make my way to her side copying her actions, when most of the stuffing is out she stops and I do the same.

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