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Wick knocked on the door and waited. Two of his henchmen idled behind him. Roy, my father, slowly revealed his face. His messy hair and dark bags under his eyes didn’t try to hide his lack of sleep nor tears. Wick tapped his foot impatiently. Roy extended the door. He wore a cloak that extended down to his feet and acted more like a robe than anything. Roy had the hoodie hanging behind him. “Hey, Wick.” Roy shyly said.
“I’m going to cut to the chase. Where’s my money?”
“I need some more time to g-get the money,” Roy said. Roy took a step back. Inside the house, time stood still, aside from careless toddler Lin who continued to play with the raggedy toys that we had. Lin had short blonde hair that didn’t venture far and wore the family outfit of a cloak covering our skinny and empty bodies.
“Roy, Roy, Roy.” Wick chuckled. “I need my money today!” He stated. “Unless you have a problem with it?”
“No, no problem here. I’ll get you the money today.” Roy promised. He turned around to scatter when he was hit over the head by one of the henchmen. One of the henchmen wielded a baseball bat and the other, a knife. The henchmen with the knife pounced on Roy and stabbed him with the knife until there was a lake of blood surrounding him. My mother, Liyah, screamed at the top of her lungs. She threw her body around exposing her body from the thin cloak she wore. Her body was skinny and exposes her curves with no shielding from the thin cloak.
“Bloody Murder,” She screamed. She repeated the words with every time getting louder. Lin was now afraid and scrambled to hide behind the eldest brother, Wyatt. Wyatt’s overgrown hair crossed his eyes and went past his neck. Wick grew tired of the screaming and ordered his men to grab Liyah.
“I wouldn’t mind if you used your body to pay back the loan,” Wick suggested. Liyah stopped screaming and shook her head furiously. She looked around for a weapon, but one of Wick’s henchmen grabbed her head and slammed it into the counter.
“What are you doing?” Wyatt shouted. He revealed a knife hidden in his pocket. “Let go of her!” He pointed the knife at Wick.
Wick smirked. “Have you ever heard of the phrase. Don’t bring a knife to a-” Wick was interrupted by a gunshot ringing out. “-gunfight.” Wyatt held his wound which was a hole in his chest near his heart. He grasped at the wound with one hand and pushed Lin away with the other.
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