LOGINMonths went by, slow and deliberate, Robbin and Elnora had slowly begun to settle into their new home and their new life. They had renovated the old crumbling house in the woods, which had once belonged to her aunt and uncle, transforming it into a fortress with thick concrete walls that rose 10 feet high, crowned with razor wires and secured by an electric gate. Security cameras lined the corners of the walls, with motion sensors running along the perimeter wall, Robbin could control the entire system from anywhere in the world, safety was no longer just guns and combat skills, safety was survival, vigilance and preparation. She never wanted what happened to her uncle and aunt to happen to her; she never wanted anyone to attack her in her safest space; her home. Despite its defenses, the two-story house looked like a fantasyland, something out of a fairytale. Flowering vines crawled up the walls giving it a castle like appearance, Robbin preserved her aunt’s garden exactly as she re
Elnora and Robbin reached the old house. It was still left exactly the way Robbin left it when she fled years ago. Clothes still remained in the closets, dusty and old. Some had even been eaten by moths and other insects. The beds were still neatly laid, the furniture untouched, the books, tools, the kitchen, all left alone, ghostly, preserved and slowly reclaimed by nature. That night, they made a place for themselves to rest from the long journey.When they had rested, Robbin told Nora everything about her past and the house they were sitting in, about her aunt Emily and her uncle Jason, about the beautiful life they had shared together before it was brutally taken from her. As she narrated the story, she broke down sobbing, and all Nora could do was silently comfort her.When Robbin finally pulled herself together, she gave Nora a tour of the wrecked house, painting a picture of what it used to be. Pointing to a spot in the living room, she said, "This is where their bodies lay. T
The day finally came and all was set, Jeff went over the plans again for what felt like the hundredth time, his voice steady even though he was a little nervous. They had rehearsed it over and over again, changing some things that seemed not to work, and adding new ones until everything ran smoothly like clockwork, on paper, it was perfect. They all geared up and headed out, before leaving, Jeff gave their house one last look, they wouldn’t be returning to this place anymore, he had already gotten rid of every trace of their existence, after this job, they were all going to assume new identities and live completely new lives, maybe he will join the army or maybe he’d chase the spotlight and become an actor just like “K”. They arrived the cassino in separate vehicles, which had been stolen a few weeks earlier. The girls rode in a small black Toyota which was driven by one of the guys, while the rest of the guys followed in a black van, parked several blocks away from the cassino.
Robbin had begun to grow a tough skin. She was no longer her usual lively self; she had become withdrawn and spoke very little. The excitement and naïveté that once made her trust people easily were gone. She became guarded and trusted no one, trust had become a liability, and she refused to carry it anymore. she became someone who watched more and just observed. She no longer called these people her family, they were a prison she felt suffocated in. She deeply hated Jeff, avoided him daily as much as she could, moving through shared spaces like a ghost, and constantly wished him the worst fate imaginable.Jeff noticed the change in her behavior, unsurprisingly, he always noticed everything and never missed an opportunity to point it out. One afternoon, while he was lounging with the guys, he said to her,“You have changed. You no longer care about anyone else. You’ve become so cold.”She looked directly at him, holding his gaze, her face gave and held his gaze, her face gave nothin
Robbin had gotten comfortable with the people she now called family. She was used to everyone, she knew the rhythms of the house and understood where she stood. She and Jeff were now sort of dating. She wasn’t officially his girlfriend though, Jeff didn’t think there was any need to define things, but everyone else knew what was going on and she was okay with that. She had moved from her general sleeping place to Jeff’s room, and he was taking care of her in ways that made her feel special. She knew she had a special place in his life. He agreed to her fantasies without complaining or asking questions. She had the privilege of following him to places others couldn’t go; dark, underground meetings and business deals. They even became business partners, she contributed all her savings into their business which was yet to bloom, they were still waiting for their shipment to arrive, she wanted to go into the drug business like jeff; build an empire from it, she wanted to become the next G
" Wow you got a new car and it's ...wine!" Nora happily exclaimed as she walked to meet her friend who was standing at the door of her house. " It's blood red Nora. I needed to get a new one after what happened, I just feel I need to lay low; you can never be too careful. " " Are you kidding? Blood red isn't a colour to lay low in! " Nora replied, half laughing. Her friend shrugged. “I just felt he had seen the car so I needed to change it and there are a few scratches on the old car too, you know how annoying that can be.” "So, you chose red? If you want to lay low, you have to change the colour!" " Okay ma'am " her friend replied sarcastically. " So, are you going to sell the old car?" Nora asked. " Of course not, I'll just be switching between the two cars" "Okay... I don't see the point in getting a new one and especially one in that colour, you could have gotten a black car, a grey one or anything subtle." Nora replied. "Fine" With that, they both wa






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