Game of Thieves

The Game of Thieves 

By Martha j Porter 

   Chap. 1    

!!!Warning contains mild language, murder, and mental health problems/suicide!!!

Alexa pounded her fist on the wall.

"I can't believe what's happening. My family, my friends, gone. All because of me. Why? Why did this happen to me? I never should have accepted the family business." She crumbled down onto her knees. Her life had been perfect up until then, the day they told her about what they did for a living... Worked for the mafia. All her life she had been lied to, her parents said they were nice people. The exact opposite.

"They-They lied to me; they tricked me; T-they tried to kill my friend; I-I had to-. I never wanted to join. I-"

"You know crying won't help you, right?" A male voice said.

"I'm n-not crying!! W-why do you care anyway? You have been a jerk ever s-since I got here, Simon!" He looked down at her.

"Y-you're right. I have been, and I'm sorry but you know we have to get out of this Hellhole." Alexa looked up, shocked at the apology.

"I guess I forgive you; And you're right. We do need to get out of this crappy place." Simon reached out a hand to help her up.

"I can do it myself thank you very much!" Alexa pulled herself up onto her feet.

"Geez I was just trying to help."

"S-sorry"

"Meh, it's fine, you need space, I get that. You went through a lot. I understand" 

"Thank you." she said.

"For what??"

"Saving me."

That day Simon had saved her from committing suicide. Alexa never had thought of it before that day, but she almost let the thoughts win and died.

"Hmmmm, now we need to find a way out of here before we get ourselves killed.” Simon looked around to find a good escape route.

"Yeah." Alexa looked down.

"Hey, we will make it out fine, I promise."

 Alexa’s parents had died on an assignment to befriend and kill her best friend, Sammy's parents. They made a risky move to break into their house and kill them, but it backfired. Alexa warned Sammy and she told her parents. When her parents showed up at Sammy’s house, they were both shot and killed by police. Alexa on the other hand, was placed in jail for associating with criminals. Which is where she met Simon.

“THERE” Simon pointed to a barred window.

“Seriously you're not that skinny.” Alexa laughed.

“No, but you are.” He smiled a devilish little smile.

“C’mon, you can be serious.”

“Did I stutter?” Simon got on his knee and held out his hands to help her up.

“HEY! I SAID LIGHTS OUT! ARE YOU DEAF OF SOMETHING?” Alexa and Simon turned around quickly just in time to see a guard running towards the cell. 

I'M LETTING YOU BOTH OF WITH A WARNING BUT IF YOU DO THIS AGAIN, I’M SEPARATING YOU BOTH! UNDERSTAND?!?”

“Yes s-sir” they both said.

“Good now get to bed you two, NOW!!” They ran over to the bunk bed and climbed in.

“dumb*sses.” The guard muttered under his breath as he walked back to his post.

“We can work on escaping tomorrow” Simon Whispered. Alexa got knots in her stomach as she thought of her parents and her ex-best friend who was the one that got her in jail for ‘associating with criminals’. I wish I could have just let my parents do it. She thought. I wouldn't be in this mess, and my family would still be alive. I want Revenge.

The next morning Alexa woke up to the sound of Simon making his bed.

“Oh good, you're up” She heard Simon say. “C’mon hurry, we only have a few more minutes before breakfast.” Simon got down on his knee and put out his hands as Alexa climbed down from the top bunk. 

“Ready?” He said.

“I think so.” 

“You think so? What happened to ‘we need to get out of this crappy place’, huh?” 

“I-'' She stopped and sighed. “I don't know what I would do without you Simon” Alexa walked over, kissed his forehead, and grabbed his hands to climb up while Simon was stuck there blushing.

“L-let's j-just get out of h-here” Simon finally said. Alexa giggled.

 “Alright, Mr. Loverman.” 

Simon lifted her up and she squeezed through the bars slowly. Afterwards she ran and found a sharp-enough rock, tree sap and a vine. She put the tree sap on the end of the stick then placed the dull part of the rock on the sappy stick. Then she tied the vine around it for extra support.

“Please let this work.” She ran back to the cell and handed the weapon through the bars along with a hair pin that she had found on the ground.

“Careful, I will distract the guards while you take them out one by one.” She said looking down with a dark smile on her face.

“I will, you too, okay?” He responded.

“Okay.” 

W-what’s wrong with m-me? Am I happy about killing? She thought to herself as she walked around the building. N-no, I’m doing this to live, I’m not going to enjoy this. As she passed the jail she had grabbed old clothes that she found on the ground and put them on. Eww eww eww what did I get myself into? 

“Okay just breathe, breathe.” She whispered to herself. “It will be over soon; just breathe, breathe.” She reached a phone booth. Okay here we go I’ve got this. 

“RING-RING, Hello?”  “H-HELP M-ME, P-PLEASE” “Ma’am, what's wrong?” “I-I’m at 1360 Tilstar St. p-please h-help me.”  “CLICK.”

That should get some. Alexa thought. Now back to help Simon. Alexa started to run back to the jail when she heard a chorus of police sirens “Mmmm, what a beautiful sound~” She gasped. What's wrong with me?!?! Am I going Craz- 

“AAAGG-” She heard a male scream from inside the prison. RIGHT!! She ran inside and saw officers grabbing their guns. “AAAAAA” She ran at them, the next thing she knew, they were all on the ground covered in blood.

“ALEXA!” Simon ran towards her as she collapsed onto the floor. 

2.

Alexa woke up a few days later in a fully furnished, dim-lit room. The only light in the room was coming from the fire in the fireplace. Simon was sitting in a leather chair, reading, next to the couch Alexa was laying on. “S-Simon, W-what happe-”

“You're awake!” Simon jumped out of the chair, dropping the book he was reading. “Are you okay? Do you n-need anything? Water? Are you hungry? I'm going to get you some water.” Simon rushed for the door.

“S-Simon!” She Coughed. He turned around and walked over to her. “Simon what happened? Where are we?”

“My uncle said we could stay with him for a while. He’s out shopping right now. I can Call him if you need anything.” He sat down.

“Simon, you're avoiding my question. What hap-” Alexa Coughed. “W-what h-happened?” Simon looked down at his hands. 

“Y-you… y-you um.” He rubbed his eyes. “Y-you um… I can't.” Simon got up and ran out.

“W-What? S-SIMON!” She tried to stand up and immediately fell to the ground. CRAP! What was that all about? Why did he run? Is he afraid of me? Alexa tried to remember what happened before she passed out. “Oh my Gosh! I went crazy! Of course, he is scared of me! Why wouldn't he be?” Alexa said with tears in her eyes. I don't even remember what happened during the fight. I just remember seeing Simon and the blood on my hands before it all went dark. She curled up into a ball and started to weep. “I-I'm c-c-crazy! H-Hehe. WHY?!? Why, why….” 

Two hours later Alexa woke up to a gentle tap on her shoulder. 

“S-Simon?” She looked up.

“Nope, my name is Gio, I'm his uncle.” he said.

“Oh, I thought you were out shopping.”

“I was, but I'm back now. Are you alright? Simon was so worried he sat with you for three days strait waiting for you to wake up.”

“H-he did? How did I get here? Is He okay?”

“You must be full of questions, don't worry I can explain somethings, but Simon is the one who was there in-person, why didn’t you ask him?”

“I-I tried but he… he ran out.”

“Hmm, he must be processing feelings, you went through a lot together, you realize that right?”

“Y-yes.”

“To answer your question, he carried you here. I don't know if he is ok. Would you like me to show you around?”

“Sure, I guess.”

by: Martha j porter