Fourteen

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Because mum never came, I'm walking in the cold alley shivering under my gown. I still couldn't believe she never call me back but I still believe it was unintentional. I suddenly heard a trashcan fall which made me turned around but no one was there, I guess it was probably a cat searching for food so I ignored it.

Not so long after that, I heard some footsteps behind me. I turned around again but nobody was there, I got scared and started walking faster.

When I got into the middle of the road, I spotted a broken streetlight still working. This is where I stopped and wondered what happened here.

Before I knew it, a strong grip held my neck. I tried to scream and push him away but he successfully dribbled me to the ground with my mouth covered as he pinned me down. As I still struggled for my life with my remaining strength, he slowly dipped his left hand into his pocket and brought out a sharp dagger. I was stuck with terror as the dagger came towards me in full force; I saw my life flashing through my eyes.

As I closed my eyes and accepted my dear fate, I heard faint footsteps running which got louder towards my direction and pushed my ambusher off me. I slowly opened my eyes to witness a fight between two strangers, It was like I was in my own movie but It didn't take me some time to realize that the stranger was on my side

I watched how easily he was throws punches and blows at the ambusher .He picked up his dagger and tried to stab him but he dogged it and gave him a good punch on the face and in the stomach that finally knocked him out.

When it was over, I slowly walked towards my saviour to get a better view and thank him but he ran before I could even do any of that .I had chase him on my heels in pain

"WAIT! I just want to thank you!"

I was lucky enough to catch up with him and hold his jacket to get a few details (light brown curly hair, faint freckles and a little birth mark at the side of his neck) which looked familiar. He slipped off the jacket and continued running but the pain in my heels couldn't cope with me so I stopped and deeply panted as I inspected the black leather jacket. After realizing I'm still in the middle of an empty road, I wore the jacket and went back to get my handbag.

When I got there, the guy was slowly trying to get up; I picked my bag and hit him at the back of his head with all the anger I had and he fall back down unconscious. After that, I stuck my tongue out and walked back home with a small smirk.

I got home earlier than I thought I would have after what just happened. The car was still in front of the garage but the front door was wide open, which means mum's either sleeping on the sofa or sitting on a chair in the backyard still thinking about dad. I checked the backyard first before I enter inside. She wasn't in either of the places I checked so I went through the corridor shouting

"Mum, I'm home"

But there was still no reply, something's going on here. I decided to check the children's living room and no one was there but the television was still switched on which is strange because Britney's meant to be watching her favourite show with angel by this time.I wanted to go upstairs but I heard the tap running in the kitchen, I entered the kitchen and happily shouting

"There you are M.................................."

I wished that guy killed me on the spot because seeing my mother dead on the floor is worse than death.

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