Held hostage for debt?
I wake up to the sound of yelling and screaming coming from downstairs. I instantly have an idea of what it may be. My parents usually fight a lot but not this late. What time is it? Maybe 2 or even 3 in the morning?
"Ugh. What is going on?" I say while rubbing my eyes and sitting up in my bed.
"I WANT MY FUCKING MONEY ROSS!"
I hear a voice yell from downstairs. A voice.... a very unfamiliar one. Who would be in my house at this time?
"I DONT HAVE YOUR MONEY. I SWEAR IF YOU JUST GIVE ME MORE TIME I'LL HAVE IT BY TOMORROW!"
That voice rings a bell...... Dad!
I instantly shoot out of bed. I move by my door and stand right behind it contemplating on if I should go downstairs or not.
"WE DONT HAVE YOUR MONEY JUST LEAVE US ALONE!"
Oh no..... Mom too!
I dont think it's the best idea to go downstairs right now but my parents need me. Who knows what that horrible person could be doing to them?
Suddenly I form an idea inside my brain.
THE PHONE!
I run to my nightstand and I grab my phone off the charger. I instantly dial 911.
"911, whats your emergency?" The woman on the phone says.
"Someone broke into my house and they're threatening my parents for money!"
"Ok ma'am, calm down. Whats your address?"
"321 Nor-"
"AHHHH!"
Im cut off by an ear piercing scream.
I drop the phone and run to my door. I ignore that feeling in my gut telling me to stay where I am as I quietly push open my bedroom door and I start walking down the stairs.
"I gave you enough time Ross, and now it's time to pay." I hear a deep voice chuckle.
As I step off the last step I see the horrendous scene right in front of me. My parents are each tied to a chair and there's a man in front of them with a pistol in his hand. The man's back is turned to me.
"OH. MY. GOD." I say out loud but instantly regret it when the man turns around to face me. I suddenly freeze in fear.
"HELENA. GO. NOW. RUN." My dad says while his eyes widen at the scene in front of him.
"Who's this?" The man question's while his eyes lock on mine.
"W-Who are you." Is all I manage to get out.
"I'M ASKING THE FUCKING QUESTIONS HERE! YOU DONT GET TO SPEAK!" He angrily shouts.
Then out of nowhere his eyes trail down to my lips. What is going on? I question in my mind in such confusion.
He must see the confusion on my face because he snaps out of whatever daydream he was in.
"Helena, baby run now!" My mom shouts.
"No." I start shaking my head. "I'm not leaving without you guys."
"Your the daughter, im guessing." The man says while tilting his head.
He then starts to walk toward me and in fear I start walking back.
"Helena. Thats a pretty name."
"Please dont hurt me." I say quietly.
He stops walking, then takes off his jacket where you could see all of the tattoos running up and down his body.
He starts walking back towards my parents and takes a seat on one of the stools in the kitchen.
"You know what Ross? Let's call this an even game. Since you took something thats mine and you wont give it back i'm going to take something thats yours and you wont get it back until I get my money." He says while pointing at me with his free hand, clearly trying to show what he's talking about.
"Dad no." I start shaking my head. "Dont let him do this."
"NO! SHE'S OUR ONLY CHILD!" My mom yells.
"Dont worry, I'll take good care of her." He says then stalks his attention back to me.
Whats happening?
Am I going to get kidnapped?
Maybe I could make a move and run away before he gets to me?
I suddenly leap for the door. When I get to it I throw it open and I start running outside only to trip over a rock and hit my head hard on the cement.
I lay there, crying in pain, until I hear footsteps coming close.
"What a shame. You couldn't even get away."
Im then thrown over a shoulder and I would have tried fighting but I was too weak from hitting my head.
As he was carrying me blood was sliding off my face onto the ground.
Suddenly we stop and I hear a door slide open, where I'm thrown into a vehicle. To my luck, black dots start coating my vision and before I knew it, I blacked out.
