He stood in all his glory in the middle of the room. He was wearing black shirt with black pants, his hands in his pockets and looking at me, no no staring at me with red eyes. Why is he always angry? “Bal…balcony” I stammer on my words. "Come with me, Mom is waiting for us" he said and took his coat and a.....a gun. What the fuck. Who kept a gun on the back of pants. Is he for real? I think his senses didn't work. It's a freaking gun he kept it so casually. Wait, does he keep it daily or he took it to kill me if I didn't let him do anything with me. "Come fast" he said again and broke the chain of my thoughts. Now the fear for him is folded a hundred times. I walked after him. I felt the skin of my burnt wrist throbbing painfully. My throat felt dry and my stomach shrunk painfully. I try to steady myself. We crossed a long corridor and then descended the stairs and reached the living room where his whole family was waiting for us. He wished them good morning and sat o
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