I. The Break In

I could feel my fingernails being pulled from my skin as dirt was being forced underneath them. I couldn’t clench any harder yet harder I squeezed my hands. She was falling and there was nothing I could do. I hear her screaming my name as it slowly echoes through my ears.  I could feel her hand slowly slipping from mine. I couldn’t let her fall, this can’t be happening. A million thoughts are racing through my head, like what is happening? Why? Why now? Why us? My thoughts are interrupted by her bellowing out my name. Tears clouded my vision. I felt her slip away. Her scream fades as she falls farther down. I feel my breath escape me and suddenly I can’t breathe. I want to yell out to her, but I can’t inhale to scream. I start to feel light headed and everything starts fading. I roll on to my back and just let the darkness surround me. At least I will be reunited with Nikai. The black is almost completely around me when I hear smashing glass. I gasp for air and sit up in my bed. With sweat dripping down my brow and choking for air, I grasp my soft blanket in my hands and realize I am home in bed and it was just another horrific nightmare. They seem to be getting worse lately.

Once again I hear breaking glass. My heart stops beating and my breathing instantly diminishes. That is definitely not in my dream. I shot a look over to the crib to see Annabelle still sleeping. I could feel something was wrong so I quietly stood up from my bed. I tip toed to my bedroom door and slowly snuck through it. I heard rustling in the kitchen and froze in my tracks. Someone was obviously in the house. I had two options: Run in my room and grab the baby, hide in the closet and dial 911, risk being found by the a*****e and the cops seeing all my paraphernalia. Or, run in my room wait for the b*****d and shoot him with my gun, hide my paraphernalia then call 911. I choose the second one. I snuck back into my room and went into my closet. I grabbed the lock box off the top shelf and went straight to my bookshelf. Right on the middle shelf, inside the third drawer down of my jewelry box, was where I found my key. I could hear the person getting closer to my room, it almost sounded like there were two sets of footsteps and my heart started pounding. I took a deep breath and glanced back to the crib, she was still sleeping peacefully. I unlocked the box and pulled out my 9 mm. I said a prayer and got in my bed backwards. I have never shot anyone before. I only got this gun for protection after my husband and I divorced. I am glad I made that decision.

 I laid on my stomach and had my head down where my feet should be. I pulled the comforter over me and made it look like I was still sleeping. I kept my eyes and the barrel of my gun uncovered just enough to see and shoot. I see a guy walk in front of my door and I fired twice into his chest. My adrenaline was through the roof now. Another guy ran up to him to check and see if he was okay. I fired two more times into that guys’ abdomen. I leaped out of my bed and picked up Annabelle and tried to calm her screams and cries. I put her back in her crib and gave her another bottle and she was out like a light. Tough kid of mine I tell you. I ran into the living room and picked up my bowl and my bag of weed. I ran to the basement and hid it in the dryer. I would just get rid of the s**t, but since the divorce I needed a natural relaxant. I am not one for pills. Not even Tylenol. I ran back upstairs and checked on Annabelle, who was still dreaming peacefully. I went to the closet and grabbed a couple hoodies then ripped the strings out of the hoods. I used them to tie up the arms and legs of the two b******s bleeding all over in my living room. I made sure to tie them super tight and used a complicated knot that is impossible to untie without looking at it and having an extra set of hands. These b******s are not getting loose.  I am so glad my daughter is not old enough to know what is going on. She is in her peaceful little world in her crib. I went and grabbed my phone off of the dinning room table. It read 3:11 A.M. and I just sighed. I have four missed calls, three from Nikai and one from Jason. I will have to call them later, I am sure they would like to know what’s going on. I cleared the screen and dialed 9-1-1                                                                                                                                         

Author's Note

This is just the first chapter.

Reviews

[kumars]

nice book jones good start to go with.

[Christina Jones]

Thank you, this all started from a pretty out there nightmare and then it turned into this :)