Not knowing whether to stay on the floor and cry, or to get up and run to save my life. I lied there in horror as the man who stole my mothers life stared at me, blankly, thinking about something. Finally, after what seemed forever, he left. No word came out of anyone's mouth when he walked through that door except my mothers screams for help. I had known this day would come, I just never knew it would be so early in life. I was only thirteen. How was I supposed to live this life alone? I wasn't scared. Just confused. Why now? What now?
As I stared at my mother's body, I knew what to do. I couldn't call the cops. I would be a suspect, and I couldn't let them know my secret. I started the car so it could get warmed up. I wrapped my mother's body in her favorite blanket, then dragged her body across the slippery driveway, and threw her body in the back seat with no hesitation. I climbed in the front, rested my hands on the steering wheel, and drove off into the night. After what seemed hours, I made it. The gates where closed, of course, but I could fix that. I hopped out of my vehicle, and kicked the gates wide open.
The graveyard reeked. my nose tingled, and it took everything I had not to roll up the windows. How could I? I had a corpse in the back seat. I found what I was looking for. She fit perfectly in the coffin, as the coffin did the hole. Not once in my life, until Just a few months ago when my brother disappeared, that i thought I would ever be burying my mother. I could be targeted next in this tragedy, but I highly doubt it.
As i sat there and put the last of the dirt on top of my mother, I started thinking about why it was so early. Why wasn't when they told the man it was planned? Had they saw me? No. Was it because the man heard the date wrong? No. I couldn't think of why it was so early. It made no sense to me. They had said August, 18th. I had still had a month to get ready. The only explanation would have to be that that man wasn't the man. Maybe it was someone else after her. Wouldn't I have known though? Would't they have told me? So i had time? So I could leave?
I didn't even have clothes packed, let alone food, money, or a place to stay. I had nobody. All I had was my mother and brother, But they are both in front of me buried in the ground. I started remembering the song my mother used to sing to me when I first met her to get me to sleep...
close your eyes
fall asleep
dream the dreams
that make you happy
Waking up
to a feast
just for you
and me to eat
life is a village
you're the queen
run this world
and be free
I didn't realize until the end I was singing it. "I cant get sidetracked," i told myself. " keep going. You have to. They can't know."I cant get caught, I wont get caught. Not this time, not ever." I started thinking about my next victims, and who they would be. All i know is, I disobey my boss, I join my mother and brother. After all, I'm just an orphan. Nothing special to him. Would my next parents be harder then the last, though?
I reached the house That was listed in the notebook my boss gave me when I started. I could still hear the threat that came with the book, "You loose this book, and you'll be the next thing that will never turn up." I parked the car next to the car that i thought i was supposed to meet here. I walked out into the middle of the road and did the hand sign i learned back when i was 6. The woman hopped out of the car and stared at me confused. "You're just a child. I thought-" I cut her off. "You thought wrong. You're new. You don't know anything just yet. All you have to do is walk me to the house across that alley and say The name listed on the paper given to you, then leave. Easy instructions. Do you think you can handle it?
She gave me a smug look.
Finally she said something that got me a little ticked off, and that she will soon pay for.
" I don't take orders from little girls."
I pulled out the locket I've been hiding under my hoodie and said, "I'm not and ordinary little girl."
As I'm putting my locket back into my hoodie, I look up For a hot second and see the woman's face redden with disbelief, and her jaw drop in shock, as her eyes widen in horror. " Oh my, I'm so sorry, ma'am." I wasn't accepting that apology. It sounded fake. Her facial expression looked unreal, too. Was something going on? Did she not believe me? Was she planning something? So many more questions swarmed my mind. I was confused.
I realized what time it was, and told the woman we had to go. We hopped into her car and drove down the dark, bumpy alley. No words where spoken between either of us. I stared out my window and watched the only street light in sight, blink on and off, as moths swarmed around it.
We stopped in front of the house listed in my notebook, and looked at it blankly. We talked up to the porch step and knocked on the door. I was surprised it didn't collapse right then and there. this whole house looked like it was ready to fall any second. Almost like it was... I looked at the woman as she stood in front of the door. How could he do this?!? Why? I looked back at all the other houses and noticed they all looked like the rest. Maybe i was just over exaggerating. The door opened and i saw a familiar looking man. I want to run, but something grabbed a hold of me. I was jerked back into the house. I screamed until I heard someone tell me to quiet down. A voice I've heard before. I was thrown into a wooden chair and tied me up.
As they went into another room I decided to quiet down just enough to hear them, but also so they could hear me and not get suspicious. I knew how to untie ropes pretty well so I concentrated on that while i listened to what they where planning to do with me. I got the ropes untied on my hands, so i listened for anyone coming, then leaned down to untie the other ropes on my ankles.
"What are you doing?" I heard a shallow and small voice said. I looked over and saw a weak and unhealthy boy. About my age.
"Getting out of here."
"Take me. I will do no harm, just please, save me."
I thought about it for a second.
"I can't trust anyone." Then took out the knife in my pocket, and watched it fly into the middle of his forehead. It wasn't out of hatred, I wanted to take him out of his misery.
Once i got the ropes untied, I went over to get my knife from his head and noticed something. A locket. I realized I grew up with this boy until about seven years ago. He was my best friend. I wouldn't have been able to save him anyways, so what i did was for the best. I ran out of that house as fast as i could. I heard the door slam in the distance but didn't care. I ran as far as could, not stopping to look back. I was running so fast I thought I might be able to run away from my problems. From planning my mother's death. From killing my brother. Maybe i could even run away from my father. But he would still find me. After all, all of this was his plan. After all, he is the Mafia boss.
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