Stockholme Syndrome

Chapter 06

The way home seems like a journey that will never end. But I scroll down my window and enjoy the nice weather. I stare off to the trees and all the street lights. As we turn around to enter our street, I see the black car that Darla had pointed out at earlier. It passes right by us. I stay positive and try to calm myself down. I do not want to panic or anything. It's probably just a coincidence, maybe they live in the same street as me.
As we pull into the drive way, I see my father's car is there. That is very weird. Not only that but the fact that there is also 5 strange man in black suits that seem to be guarding the house. All of this seems very strange. I ignore it. Anyways I'm just a teenager and have other important things to worry about, instead of my father's stupid decisions.
I head inside the house and a small light from the kitchen cathches my attention. I head toward the kitchen and there is an amazing table set. A nice red mantel is set on the table. Along with some candles and nice decoration. It has been the longest time since I've seen the table this well adorned. Ever since my mum past away I do not recall seeing the table this decorative. Just as I am admiring it, I hear footsteps behind me. My father walks into the kitchen. "How was your day honey", he says with a forced smile. I simply reply, "fine". He pulls out the chair in front of me and invites me to sit down. As I do, he sits in front of me. He told me how he was sorry he had not been spending so much time with me and that he really loved me. My eyes were get watery just as the maid set out the dinner in front of us. I try my best not to cry, but a tear streams down my cheek. My father holds my hand and says he will always be there to protect.
I have no idea why I feel this is like a Goodbye conversation or something. Just as we contine eating our dinner the lights go off. The only light is glimming of the candles. I heard alot of grunting coming from outside. And all of a sudden, I hear a gunshot. My father tells me to go up to my room and hide in the closet. I did not want to leave him alone but I didn't want to contradict him either. I rush up to my room and hide in the closet just as my father said.