Enemies

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(Y/N) P.O.V

"Someone call the police!" My father yelled. One of our servants started running out to the road. "You! Don't move the police are on their way!" Shouted my father while still pointing to the roof.

I couldn't see the figure any more but I heard a noise behind us. I assumed it was the police until I heard my mother scream. There were close to 7 men with guns surrounding us.

My father grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him. I was scared half to death.

My father tried to pass time until the police came. "Stop stalling you idiot. We already killed that servant so the police won't be coming anytime soon." One of the men said. "Why have you come here?" My father asked. "For her." Another man said pointing to me.

I burst into tears as my father tensed up. "Why do you want her?" My father asked. "Stop with the questions old man and give her to us." The biggest one said. "Never." Said my father. "Then we have no choice." One said as they loaded their guns.

"No!" My mother screamed but it was too late.

They shot my father.

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Authors note
Ya I'm scared of you guys (even tho no one reads this story) being mad at me for leaving it on a cliffhanger but oh well
Word count 230

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