Mr Joseph sat in the living room as he scrolled through the channels on the television. He was having a raging headache and needed something to cool it down.
As he was about calling out for Margaret, the sound of someone banging on the door made him frown. "Margaret, check who is at the
door!" He yelled.
Margaret who was busy making dinner turned off the cooker, wiping her hands with a rag, she walked to the door. Immediately she opened the door, a gun was pointed right at her.
"W-who are you?" She asked, her voice trembling but the two men in front of her just stared blankly as they pushed her aside walking into the house.
"Margaret, who is there?" Mr Joseph asked but when he didn't get a response, he stood up, about going to check what was happening when two buffed men walked in. They had no expression on their face and looked like those bodyguard's of wealthy men, they were dressed in an all black fit with guns in their hands.
Mr Joseph turned to grab his gun that was tucked at the one corner of the couch but one of the men shot his hand.
"I'd advise you to stay put, or I'd assure you we would not only be leaving here with your daughter but your life as well" The man who shot him said making Mr Joseph pause in his actions as he turned to them, a smirk on her lips.
"You're from him, aren't you? Go up that stairs, the room at the left you'd find her in there" Mr Joseph said as the two men turned to each other, looking at themselves confused but they decided to go along with it.
"Sir, you shouldn't have done that" Margaret said, but Mr Joseph just ignored her as he sank back into his couch, his hand going to his bleeding hand but he just ignored it.
Freya was fast asleep when her door was suddenly opened, thinking it was Margaret, she changed positions using the blanket to cover her body.
"She looks quite cute and sexy" one of the men said as he ran his tongue over his lower lips.
"Shut up and let's get this over with" the second man said as he grabbed Freya's ankle, yanking her off the bed. She fell to the floor with a thud as she groaned angrily.
"Margaret, can't you see I'm still sleeping" she said rubbing her waist as she opened her eyes only to see two unknown men in front of her. "Huh? Who are you two and how did you get in?"
Freya asked as she looked around the room, all the windows were locked, that means...
Dad!
"You're coming with us little lady and anything you do or say would just determine whether you leave this place with us dead or alive" The man who shot her father said as he cocked his gun, aiming it right at her forehead.
"Who do you think you are to come into my home and threaten me?" Freya asked, thinking all this was way too funny.
She pushed the man who had just talked aside as she was about walking out of the room, but a hand dragged her back, slamming her back on the bed.
"So you think we're joking?" The man asked her and the anger in his eyes told Freya that this wasn't a joke, she swallowed nervously as she sat up immediately.
"I-i don't know who sent you but trust me when I say I didn't do anything wrong" she said but the two men just stared at her blankly.
"You think we are here to kid around right? We give you ten freaking minutes to meet us downstairs" One of the men said as he signaled his partner, they quickly left the room heading back downstairs.
"Fuck, what do I do?" Freya asked herself, her body visibly shaking as she grabbed her phone but she had no idea on who to call.
The two men who went by the names, Trent and Tom had already made Margaret, Mr Joseph and the woman they found in the basement kneel in front of them as they waited for Freya to come down.
"Looks like she's playing games with us" Trent said as he pointed his gun at Mr Joseph.
"P-please, don't kill me. Don't forget I made this deal with you boss, please" me Joseph finished talking when Trent pulled the trigger on him. The bullet piercing right into his chest.
Mr Joseph held his chest as he felt the immense pain and venom from the bullet spread around his body.
"H-help" he muttered as blood gushed out of his mouth before he fell face flat on the floor.
Freya who was hiding up the stairs saw what had happened and closed her mouth in shock. Tears already running down her cheeks as she tried controlling herself.
What do I do?
"Little girl! Your mother gets it if you don't come down this instant" Tom said but Freya was too shaken to even move. Tom looked around seeing to sign of her. He pulled out a small dagger, aiming it at Jane's left eye. He didn't even blink twice before throwing it right at the eyeball.
Jane gasped as blood spurted everywhere. Margaret screamed as she moved away from Jane, blood ran down her eyes but she didn't even shake.
"Is that all you got?" She asked Tom, as she pulled out the dagger from her left eye. Tom frowned as he moved closer to her, placing his hand on her neck as he slowly lifted her up.
"Don't you dare ask me that fucking question" he said as he ripped Jane's head off her body. Blood poured in his face but he was less concerned. He threw the head and the body to a corner of the room as he looked up the stairs.
"Look who decided to join us" Trent said, as he stood up looking at Margaret who was crying.
"Since you decided to show up a bit early we'd spare her, for now" Trent said as he pulled out a cloth from his pocket walking to where Freya stood, her eyes blank and her face wet with tears.
"P-please" she muttered as the cloth was pressed on her nose, as she inhaled the scent of honey, her eyes moved around the room as she slowly fainted in Trent's arm.
"Let's go" Tom said as Trent carried Freya in his arms walking out of the door.