"Mom" I yelled as I walked into the seemingly abandoned apartment, hoping to hope that the thing that I heard wasn't a gun shot, I crept towards the study, not wanting it to be true but knowing it was when I saw the crimson liquid, blood, seep through the crack under the oak door, my mother was in there, she was the only other one living here, she was the only possibility, I've grown to except the worst but this this is different, my mother she was the only one I had left...
the door swung open, revealing my mothers broken form in the office chair, limbs hanging uselessly at her sides, her eyes were covered by big gold coins, blood matting her hair. A bullet wound. That's how she died, not the stabs on her torso or the scratches on her arms, she was tortured before she died anyone could see that. A sob escaped my lips as I looked onto my beautiful mothers body, torn and broken, dead.
i opened my senses trying to hear the footsteps of the culprit I was too late to catch but nothing was found. Just the wind rustling leaves and tree branches were heard. I thought, and decided for calling the cops, and so I did and hours later the lawyer arrived...
Ms. Lance I think her name is was sitting across from me smiling as one of the cops, a man, waved at her. She then returned her hazel eyes to me, still smiling albeit sad. " Hello Ms. Jackson I'm here to talk to you about the death of your mother and were your going to be staying" I smiled back, hoping it was convincing enough, she was the same age as me, maybe 20, and she was acting like I was the older one unlike many other lawyers who, since they were big bad lawyers I was inferior to them, "Ms. Lance, right? Well call me Perci" I said still smiling. She looked at me with a happy look and said " Laurel. Now back to your arrangements, we've found some close family friends who would love to house you" on seeing my confused looks she chuckled and continued " do you know the Queens by any chance" I nodded, I've heard of a Martha Queen from my mom " well they decided to let you stay with them for as long as necessary" she said smiling once again. I nodded not trusting my voice I haven't really trusted anyone in a while...
so living with the Queens... good luck Me...
5months later
Olivers POV
I walked from the car and to my house, looking forward to getting to see my sister and this new quests mom told me of. At the time. Mom smiled and drove in to the drive way. But now she was biting her lip, concerned for some unknown reason, I wasn't to focused on that but looking at the home I had missed for the last five years...