The Educator (dark h.s)

chapter 3 - deal

flashback:

I was curled up in bed, all my attention to the precocious flat screen in front of me as I was watching a rather ridiculous tv show, I'd grown to love funny and dumb shows since they make me happy, which is obviously a difficult mission if you ask my very view friends.

I burst into laughter as the man threw a rotten egg right at his best mate's face. I found the look of utter shock on his face more than simply amusing. The slimy liquid continued streaming down his face as he huffed angrily and started pulling stink eggs out of the acid sack and tossing them over repeatedly as payback. It didn't take too long for the other one to react and in no time eggs were flying briskly in the air between the two men. My stomach started to get sore of too much laughing.

All of a sudden an ear piercing scream was heard and I instantly recognised it as my mother's.

I turned off the telly and sprang out of my way too comfortable bed. I was frantically yelling my mum's name as I rushed towards the forbidden bedroom. When she failed to answer, I figured she was probably having a nightmare which wasn't rare. I turned on my heels to head back to my room but I still had this terrible feeling in my gut that something wasn't right. I ended up deciding to check on her even thought I could get punished for "invading her privacy".

I grabbed the door handle and twisted it as quietly as possible so if she were asleep I wouldn't wake her up.

The room was horrendously dark which was no help to my lack of vision. Something seemed off as I stepped in, trailing my eyes over the mysterious room. To my anxiety, my mum wasn't in her bed. It took my haunches up a notch.

"Mum?" I called quietly.

I made my way over to her bed to make sure I wasn't missing anything. I grabbed the blanket and tilted it upward.

My head snapped up as hushed footsteps were heard. It was like someone was jogging down the stairs suspiciously fast, no doubt that person was in a hurry. l could also tell the person was a man due to his fast and heavy strikes, hopefully my mum wasn't cheating on my father. We'd already had enough shit that was yet to be dealt.

I sneaked out of the room, running down the stairs just like the mysterious man did several seconds ago.

When I reached the ground floor, my eyes scanned the empty looking hallway, taking long steps towards the front door. There's no way he'd managed to get away that fast, that didn't even make sense since I hadn't heard the front door open. I looked to my sides to make sure he wasn't playing stupid hide and seek with me. I'd freak out.

When I heard someone fuzzing with the lock of the front door I took off into a sprint to be stopped dead in my tracks as I was met with the most formidable scene ever occurred.

My mum was lying unconscious in a wizard looking man hands. He was wearing a long cloak over his permanently muscular body. Even though I couldn't quite point out what his biceps were like since his long black sleeves were blocking my vision. I could still tell he was one of the last people you'd want to get involved with though. And did I mention the fact that he was carrying a large rifle?

He had a wicked smirk on his face which almost instantly sent chills through my already frightened body. He turned to scoot away but I immediately caught his wrist before I had time to chicken out. Didn't stop to think, just found myself doing it.

He shook out of my grip way too easily which made me feel weaker than ever. He galloped off and in a matter of seconds broke out of the door. I raced after him, trying to keep up even though it was useless, my already weak body couldn't take it anymore and my non stoppable sobs were no help. I was crying and begging for him to stop, I even tried to beg for pardon for my mum's terrible crimes but he seemed to be ignoring me as he dashed down the pavement. He pulled metal keys out of his pocket which seemed like a rather bad sign. He pressed one of the buttons and the bip of a car being opened flew through the silenced cool air.