Sold?

My thinking became a blur. It felt like it was jumbling in a foggy pattern.

My brain was failing at processing everything, nothing was making sense, nothing at all.

The men assaulting my mother had covered her mouth. She couldn't even breathe, not even from her nose, they were covering that too.

In front of my eyes I saw the movement of her body slow down.

I looked down at the floor in misery and utter despair.

The gun was there.

The very gun that was slapped out of mom's hands.

I looked up at them again. They seemed very immersed in their act.

At that very moment I felt all my emotions fade somewhere in the deep dark corner of my being as I made a decision.

I then quietly opened up the door. It didn't make any sound at all.

I picked up the gun and raised it up but before pulling the trigger I stopped for a moment. I had no idea how to shoot, especially from a distance, so I walked a few steps ahead.

They noticed me but when they turned their heads towards me it was too late. I already had the gun raised at the level of their heads. I shot them immediately, one after another, without giving them the chance to do anything.

Splatters of blood tainted the side of my face, neck and shirt but I paid it no heed.

I stood there amidst the revolting scene as my arms fell to my side and the gun slipped out of my hand falling to the ground.

My eyes landed on my mother again, she was frozen still in her place.

I walked to her and sat down next to her.

Her eyes wide open as she faced looking at the door I was in.

She was gone…

And even in her final moments she wanted me to be safe.

What a strange being.... A mother...

I closed her eyes and sat there with a blank head. I had no idea why this all had happened and I had no clue about what I was going to do now?

I don't remember how long I sat here but when I heard some voices approaching I snapped back to reality.

I turned and crawled frantically to the wall door to hide again.

Two men came in the room.

People I had never seen before.

They paused when their gaze landed on the scene in front of them, then they gave each other a glance.

"The son's not here." One of them said. He was bulky and bald and wore a black leather jacket like the other guy.

"Do you think he did this and ran off?" The other one, just as bulkier as the first but had braided brown hair said..

"Who knows? He's the son of that bastard. Look around. He might just be hiding here somewhere."

"Or he might have run away." The braid guy started looking for me along with the other. They did a rough search of the apartment but didn't find me anywhere.

"Where could that brat be hiding?" The bald one slid his hand across the wall of the bedroom I was hiding in.

The emotions I had seemingly lost for a few minutes started returning to me.

I was afraid.

Afraid of the possibility that he might notice something weird in the wall. That he might find out that there is a hollow space between it.

I place my hands over my mouth held my breath as he got closer.

It felt like I was going to suffocate, not just because I was holding my breath but because of the fear that was swelling up inside me.

I saw him look at me as he passed by me.

It felt as if his eyes were peering inside, as if he could see me.

My heart pounded so hard in my chest that it began to scare me even more. I was terrified that if nothing else it might give me away.

He passed by, failing to notice anything.

"I guess, he ain't here." Both the men stood by the door, "Let's leave."

"What about those bodies?"

"Leave em. The scene is what should be shown to that Alucard bastard."

The braided guy sighed, "Whatever you say." They both turned, "We're going to find the infant now?"

"Yeah. The order was to kill them all but we still have to find the hospital."

"That's gonna take some time." They both began to leave.

As their footsteps faded into the distance I gulped, still holding my breath with my hands on my mouth.

'It's a dangerous place. Very dangerous. It's a place where you can die easily and you can be killed easily if you don't have the power.'

Mom's words came back to me.

She was right.

I still didn't know what this mafia or underworld was but it was dangerous.

I let my hands slide down when my brain processed the eerie silence around me.

It was very dangerous.

I felt the anger and fear bubble inside of me.

They were even going to kill my little sister.

I got out of the compact place. My heart was still pounding.

I looked at the scene on the floor and let out a deep frustrated breath, then grabbed one of the men away from my mom, into the lounge. Then did the same with the other guy.

Walking back into the bedroom I pulled the bedsheet off the bed and lay it on top of my mother.

I crouched down and gave her a good-bye kiss on her forehead. This was the final farewell.

Even though I didn't want to accept it, in my heart I knew the truth.

She and I will not be seeing each other ever again.

I smiled a final broken smile as I whispered to her, "Good-bye."

With that I had no more time left to spare, I stood up and ran out.