Chapter 3-Aunt Laura is dead

 I nearly threw up at the sight of a bloody Aunt Laura,her stomach was wide open and I could see the insides of it. I suspected she was cut with a knife.

  Who could have done such a thing to her? As far as I know Dad painted her as a good and caring woman.

  

" What was that?". I heard someone say from downstairs as I stood up from the bloody floor that had soiled my pyjamas and ran towards Rebecca as I dragged her back into the room and closed the door.

 I opened my backpack and took out my pen knife, it was mostly used for cutting fruits,mum always asked why I carried weapons around and I also in my defense.

    "It's for self defense". I would always say in my defense.

  A Lady needs to know how to defend herself. There is evil lurking around every corner.

To be honest there was a different reason why I carried it, I was fascinated by it.

"A..aunt Laura ..they are going to kill us". She cried out as I covered her mouth and leaned her against the wall.

" Sh….". I said as I guided her with the torch back into the closet.

 My sister can be so clueless at times.

  Why did she scream? I had a hunxh as to what it was but it didn't make get the that bothered.

"Stay here". I said as I walked to the door and leaned on the wall beside the door with the torchlight on.

  The man kicked the door open as he flashed his torch light into the room and then on the floor,he saw the blood  footprint. 

 Damn blood it ruined my pyjamas.

" Come out and I won't harm you ". He said as he cautiously took a step into the room.

" Come out come out little girls". He chuckled as he walked into the room fully before he could turn to me. I jumped on him and stabbed his neck as he tossed me aside like a rag doll   and my back hit the wall and I groaned in pain. He's Strong but I was smarter and I got up immediately limping a little from the sudden impact and ran out the door as I heard him shoot his gun without any direction.

   I was sure I stabbed the man in the neck,but one can't be so sure.

  His colleagues came running up the stairs and I wanted to run into my parents room but it was locked.

  Oh come on of all times this had to be locked and the bolt was working,I dashed into another room.

  I made it just in time before they could see me.

"Sam!Sam!" I heard the man call.

  I leaned on the wall as I used my hands for directions as I went further into the room,I could risk turning on the torch,I stabbed my toe on something and I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath. I can't scream and give away my position.

  I was not a foreigner to pain,it always stayed with me.

"Find them!Find them!". I heard someone shout.

 I hope Rebecca won't act stupid and leave the closet.

  I heard footsteps approaching me,the man kicked open the door and flashed his torchlight into the room. 

  I was just leaning by the side of the door unarmed as he shot into the room in different directions,but mostly concentrated on the bed. I covered my ear with my hands praying that he wouldn't come in.

  

 He must have thought that would be where all scared tenngers would hide. I scoffed at his stupidity.

 After shooting into the room and bed aimlessly raising dust from the bed ,he stopped. I had to cover my nose with my palm so I wouldn't cough,this must be the guest room that wasn't used frequently. 

" Did you see her?" Someone asked.

"No". The man shooting into the room replied.

 How can he see me when he's too scared to walk into the room? 

" Damn it ,the girls killed Sam!". He yelled.

 So he died? Good for me.

 I thought he would have survived after that stab ,I thought it was a shallow stab. I rejoiced in my heart at a job well done,they killed Aunt Laura. I killed one of them. It was fair.

  

 I haven't felt so free before.

"He's a fool for dying in the hands of little city girls". He said as he spat on the floor.

 Disgusting.

  Being in the middle of nowhere where sound was heard,did anyone hear the shooting?

 Who would even call for help at this time,I didn't even know what time it was.

" Let's go downstairs, we have unfinished business there". The man said as I heard retreating steps.

 How do they know we were girls?

  Were they spying on us?

 This doesn't add up,they clearly didn't come here to steal that's for sure but what could Aunt Laura have done for them to come here?

  

 For a minute I thought my mom was the one who was on the floor,good thing it wasn't. I would have flipped if I saw her there and I know well enough it won't end well,I needed to be calm in this situation.

 I know they were either waiting for me outside to make a move or they were still searching for me, I didn't hear footsteps and so I suspected that they went downstairs but I can't be so sure,maybe they were waiting for me to make a move and then they shot me.

 But I had to go see what happened to my mom.

 I was still contemplating what to do when I heard footsteps and mom crying.

" Let go of me!You animals !". I heard her cry.

 I knew she was struggling with them,that means she was safe.

 I heard a slap and she kept quiet and my heart filled with rage,my body shook how dare they hit her.

"Look what your kids did to my friend!". The man shouted.

  I tiptoed to the door and opened it slightly to see the two men in the hallway,their flashlights were on as they pointed into the my room where the dead body of their friend lay.

  

  The man holding mom was gripping her hair so tightly that I was sure it was hurting her scalp, she was crying silently.

" They didn't do this, they ain't here". Mom said as she shook her head vigorously. But she knew too well who did it.

  The man slapped her again.

"Shut up and stop lying. I saw your two daughters, just pray I don't get my hands on them ….I will make them suffer...but in the meantime why don't I make you suffer.". He said.

  

 If he suspected that it was us and not Dad that killed his friend, then where is dad?

 I hope they didn't kill him?

" I will count from 1 to 6 and if you don't come out your mother pays for your crimes girls,I hope you ain't that heartless to see your mom get killed!". The man yelled.

"1..2.."

"Don't come…". The second man hit mom's stomach with the back of his shotgun as her leg grew weak but the other held her hair tightly.

" Ah!". She cried in pain.

A normal person should have run out to save her by now but I was nowhere near normal.

"Shut up". the man said to my crying mom.

"Just let them go, they are still kids' '. Mom cried.

" Kids? Kids wouldn't murder a man".the man scoffed.

 A man should murder a woman.

 That man deserves whatever happened to him.

"3...4…"

 A glass smashing downstairs interrupted the man's counting and three gunshots fired as the other went to check what happened,I snuck out slowly and made my way to Aunt Laura's room,when he reached the end of the hallway gunshots were fired at him as he dodged and I dashed into aunt Laura's room.

  Good thing it wasn't locked. At least having old and rusty bolts now can be handy.

  Who shot the gun?

 Something made me believe that dad was still alive.

 I turned on my flashlight and the first thing it landed on was a shotgun hung on the wall.

Oh my goodluck.

 My face turned into a sick smile.