Did You Really Save Me

Chapter Forty-Five

Max POV

The door is pushed open and the four men that were outside are now inside with my mum and I. I need to protect her at all costs. Since all of the men were inside it means that Sean and Orlando are outside and hopefully safe, as they can be. They move around the apartment loudly, not caring if they are heard. They also don't know that there are two other people in the house as well.

They all wander off on their own, which is good for me because I can take one down at a time. The one that stayed in the lounge room is short like me but more muscular, so putting him in a chokehold wouldn't work because he could just flip me over. It looks like I'll just have hit him with the butt of my gun and knock him out that way.

I slowly slid out from behind the bookcase and make my way over to the man looking in the draws of the coffee table. When he stands up I hit him on the head with my gun and he crumples to the floor with a thud. I creep back behind the bookcase in case someone else heard the noise and comes to investigate. Luckily they all must be occupied and didn't take any notice.

I silently walk through the apartment looking for the other men that came in. I found one in a bathroom looking through the cupboards, I creep up behind him and smash his head with my gun, his body tumbling to the floor. Since it was on tiles his body made a louder sound and the glass he was holding in his hand crashed to the floor making it shatter. "Fuck," I mutter under my breath.

I open the cupboard under the sink and slide myself in. Footsteps walk closer to the bathroom, and I hold my breath and freeze like a statue. The person walks into the bathroom and stops. They walk closer to the cupboard making me want to slide further back into the cupboard but if I did that they would hear me. Fuck off.

I hear a woman's muffled scream from another room. Mum! I kick open the cupboard doors, not caring if the other person was still there. I draw my gun out and shoot the guy who was looking at me in shock, his body crumples to the floor, I shoot the other guy as well -not wanting him to ever get up again- I storm through the apartment looking for my mother and the last remaining man.

I walk closer to a bedroom and hear small cries and gruff laughter. My blood boils and my grip on the gun tightens. I slam open the door and what I see makes me see red. The man is pinning my mother down on the bed as his hands travel over her body. He looks up at me with surprise, "well then, who is this?"