𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄̀𝐕𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑𝐑𝐃, 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘
𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 into the house before putting my bag down and going to the kitchen. I had just made it back home from work. I wanted to move out as soon as possible and if that meant working 3 jobs it was fine with me. I wanted to take a quick nap before heading over to my night job as a sever at a restaurant.
I washed my hands before biting an apple and going upstairs. It was quiet. Too quiet. My parents would be home around this time but I would avoid them often. They're rude. They're really rude to me and I never understood why.
As I was walking up the stairs I missed a step and slipped. I cursed under my breath as I held my foot.
"Shit...ow"
"Geneviève, could you come over here?" My mother called me. I opened the door to see my mom and dad sitting in two chairs, looking back at me. They looked suspicious as if they were waiting for something to happen.
That's when I heard keys jiggling and I turned around to see five men behind me. There were five men with black vests on around them. They had their arms down, crossed in front of their stomachs. It was odd.
As I went to back up one of them slammed the door shut before another pinned me to the wall. My nose hit the wall so hard it started bleeding. I didn't even fight back as I knew it would be useless. Tears stung my eyes as I felt the pain from my nose.
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