Chapter TWO

ARIA

"Plea...se, ju..st give us time," mum stutters, hot tears running down her cheeks.

"Time?" he thunders "Did you just say time? Do I look like a clown to you?" spittle flies from his mouth as he screams at my mum, and at this point, I wish I had superpowers, because only if I possessed that would I be able to overpower these men.

He turns back to my father and I watched in horror as his knife went flying in father's direction, only slightly missing his left ear to hit the wall behind him. One slight movement from my father, and that would have been it.

"I wouldn't miss a second time," he warned before letting me go roughly. He picks up the knife again, then grabs my father and hauled him roughly to the floor, placing his left knee on his back with my father's arms splurged on the hard floor. He drives his knife into my dad's pinky finger, and father screamed with pain as blood popped from his hands to the already dirty center rug.

"No.." mum rushes to him, but another man grabs her from behind.

"You monster, what have you done?" she screeched.

The boss hissed, then picked up my father's finger, wrapped it in a little handkerchief, and inserted it into his pockets.

"I'll just keep that as a souvenir," he flashed his rotten teeth, tapping his pockets. "Or maybe I can keep two…" he points the knife at my father's ring finger.

"Stop, stop, stop, I have some money," Audrey screamed. The three men turn to her.

"Now that's what I wanna hear," the boss says in a cocky voice before rising to his feet. Audrey dashed to our room and returns in a flash with her piggy bank. I closed my eyes in pain as I watched her hand it over to the man with shaky hands. Audrey has had that piggy bank since she was a child! And she has been saving up for college since I can remember. Now she was just going to give it all away.

The man scratched his beards before snatching the piggybank out of Audrey's arms.

"How much is in there?" he asks.

"I'm not sure, maybe ten thousand," she says.

The three men start to laugh "Ten grand?" The boss clutched his stomach and laughed even harder.

"So, what happens to my balance?" he quirks a brow.

"We'll raise your money, but please spare my father," Audrey cries.

The boss turns to me again, then walks towards me, his eyes sizing me from head to toe. "I like this one," he declares "I want all that feistiness in my bedroom,"

I gulped down the bile forming in my throat and scrunched my nose as the smell of cigarette and alcohol in his breath made my stomach churn. I would like to spit in his face, but I'm fully aware of the implications of that.

He winks at me before making for the door "Three weeks, or you are a dead man Harry boy," He huffed, whistling to his thugs who followed behind him, carrying my sister's life savings with them.

My mum and Audrey rushes to where my dad is laying on the floor, and mum pulls him to hug him to her chest, crying profusely, but my own tears wouldn't form. I just know I have to think of a way to get us out of this mess.