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“Just go to your fucking room,” Mom lashed back at me, still not bothering to meet my harsh glare and bared teeth. “We’ll talk about this in the morning.”
Huh. That’s what she thinks.
I said nothing more and stomped down the hall into my bedroom, slamming the door shut and locking it behind me.
Just to put on an overdramatic show, I marched over to my stereo and hit PLAY, the songHomeby Three Days Graceblasting at top volume as I then raced to my closet and yanked out a large duffel.
Throwing whatever clothes I could get my hands on in the bag, I bellowed out the lyrics, swiping a hand under my swollen eyes to catch the tears trying to slip out.
I hated it here. I’d had enough. As soon as I was done, I was calling Ginger to come pick me back up.
With a heavy grunt, I pushed my dresser out of the way, exposing the large hole I may or may not have created with my fists by letting my anger get the best of me over the years. This was my hiding place for all the money I had saved up from when I started working at the club. I had right at fifteen-hundred saved…
My hands shook as I held open the bag.
It was gone. All of my hard earned cash…
It was just gone.
MOM.
“Oh, fuck no.”
I stalked toward my door and slung it open in a deep burst of fury.
“You stupid drugged-out bitch!” I snarled as I stomped down the hall with my empty money bag in my hand. “Where is it? What the fuck did you do with my—”
A cry of terror ripped out my throat when I entered the living room. Roger, the guy my mother was just doing drugs with, was lying in a pool of his own blood, his throat slit ear to ear. As my soaked eyes tore away from his body, I looked up, my bottom lip quivering as I laid eyes on a man in a mask, gripping my mother by the back of her hair, his gun to the side of her head.
“Here’s what’s going to happen,” the guy growled, yanking harder on my mother’s head as she wept.
He was a tall man, standing at over six feet, dressed in all black from head-to-toe. The mask was nothing more than a beanie with three holes cut out, two for the eyes and one for the mouth.
“Your whore mother owes me money. I came to collect and she’s three grand short.”
“Three grand!?” I repeated in disbelief. “H-How much did she pay you?”
“Fifteen-hundred.”
Despite being scared for my life right now, my blood boiled.
Fifteen-hundred.
That was exactly how much money I had saved up.
That’s where the fuck my money went.
“I-I don’t have that. I don’t have any money! She took what I had to pay you with!”
He tsked. “Too bad.”
“Wait!” my mom screamed, crying out as the guy tossed her to the floor, aiming the gun at her head. “Take my daughter as payment!”
“WHAT?” I howled, my eyes wide.
“Hmm…”
The man considered that for a moment as he glanced between my mother and me.
