"You knew I'd come back for you, sweetie," the intruder said with an evil grin.
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Getting caught up in the problem is the easy part.
Getting out unscathed though? Not so much.
Maya's life never seemed to be complicated but once her mother's murder...
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I dropped the box, my blood freezing as I felt myself trembling so hard, it could have easily passed for an epileptic fit.
The little note that was next to the box didn't go unnoticed but I was genuinely too shook to even comprehend reading the note.
Tears started to stream down my face uncontrollably as the day flashed trough my head, my memories torturing me endlessly —- "Hey baby, you haven't got any plans or anything today do you?"
"No, ma, I'm probably just going to stay home today."
"Ok, why don't we do come cooking or baking then invite over Derek and his mum?"
"Can we make some 'edibles'? Derek said that they were really tasty and that he wanted to make some of his own so we could make some and see if he likes them?"
"Oh, he said he like edibles did he now?"
"Yes, he was being really funny that day aswell, like he was being really like smooth if you get me."
"Oh no, I know exactly what you mean. Young lady, I'm going to have to speak to your little mister."
"So, are we making edibles?"
"No, baby, edibles are not a good thing, you hear me?"
"Alright ma, can we make some of your homemade fish and chips? I feel like getting fat ha."
"Baby, I literally do not think you have the capacity to get fat. You'd be gorgeous even if you were. I'm quite amazed Derek hasn't tried to get with you yet."
I blushed at her remark and ran to my room. But I'd suddenly hit something.
I was so confused as I stood there, everything suddenly going to shit in a matter of seconds.
I was met with the most striking, cold, terrifying silver eyes, filled with no emotion whatsoever.
"BABY RUN, GET AWAY FROM HIM!"
"Tell her to do such a thing again and I'll shoot her right infront of you, you pathetic b*tch."
"Don't call my ma a b*tch mister!" After that, I felt a sharp pain through my cheek as slapped me across my face. I cried out in anguish but what really broke me was how the tears were streaming down my mums face, her usual happy radiance no longer visible.
"I don't know what you want, but please, please let go of her."
"Ohh, Eleanor, you know exactly what I want and I will give you ten seconds to decide if you want to tell me where he is. If you don't, I'm going to shoot you and torture your baby girl."
"I... I don't f*cki— I don't know what you're talking about! Please just get off her!"
"5 seconds."
I tried to get away from him again but his grip was too tight. I felt the world starting to go in slow motion as he held a gun in his hand. Aiming it, his finger hovered over the trigger but before he pulled the trigger, I elbowed him and I guess I must have got him in his jewel as he bent down, pain written all over his face.
