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" I don't want to go, mom." I repeated for the hundredth time.
" Honey, you have to go. You know grandpa is going to be upset if you don't go." My mother repeated once again over the phone.
" I just don't see why he can't go by himself." I grunted as I packed up clothes and put it inside my suitcase.
" I know sweetie but he doesn't want to go to that old house all alone. He needs someone to be with and take care of him." She said patiently.
" I understand that, mom, but I don't see why you cant do it. I mean –" My mother interrupted me.
" You know why I can't. You know grandfather and I just don't get along. But you and him get along wonderfully." She said with that thick accent of hers. " Don't you want to spend time with your grandfather? You haven't seen him over 4 years. He really misses you."
Oh boy, I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to make me feel guilty. Well, she was doing a pretty good job of it. I don't know why she was still pushing me. I already said I would go!
" Mom, I just saw grandpa 4 days ago. You are the one who hasn't seen him for 4 years. And frankly I would appreciate that you wouldn't play the guilty card anymore and for the love of god please visit him once in while, and just don't call him. I think he would really love to see you." I said angrily. I couldn't believe how ignorant my mother was being.
" Annabel, don't take that tone with me. I didn't raise you to be rude to your own mother." She yelled into the phone. " And as for your grandfather I know what I'm doing. Ever since your grandmother passed away, god rest her soul, all he does he criticize everything I do and I just don't want to deal with that-"
I put my cell phone down on my nightstand knowing she was going to be complaining about my grandfather for hours and I was going to be late for my flight. I packed everything I needed and fixed my hair and outfit. After 20 minutes I finally picked up the phone and she was still talking.
"- I know he is my father but I really wish he would change and be nicer to me and Bill. I mean Bill isn't a bad guy. Your grandfather only dislikes him because he is white and not Mexican. I really you wish you would talk him into reason –" She was going to start crying pretty soon and I just couldn't deal with her right now. I mean don't get me wrong I love my mother with all my fiver of my being but crying over my grandfather was on-going thing. For four whole year and I had to listen to my mother and grandfather complain about each other.
" Mom, sorry to cut the conversation short but I really to leave now. I don't want to miss my flight but please give grandpa a break and I will try and talk to him about Bill." I said as I grabbed my suitcase and backpack and made way out of my apartment.
" Oh thank you, mija, you have no idea how much I would love for him to change. Well, take care and say hi to grandpa from me." She said sweetly.
" Ok mom, love you." I put my things in the car.
" Love you baby."
I close my cell phone and sighed.
" I can't believe her." I said grumpily as I pulled out of the driveway.
I was leaving Los Angeles, California to go to Chicago, Illinois just because my grandfather was getting tired of living in LA and wanted to move back into a little deserted ranch he used live in when he was younger and married to my grandmother. I know you may be thinking that why do I have to come along. Well, I'll be delighted to inform you, my grandfather doesn't want to be in the ranch alone with so many memories. He wants someone to be with him and share the memories. I mean I wouldn't mind going if it was close and didn't involve taking a plane. I hate flying. I really really hate flying.
45 minutes of driving and traffic I had a finally made it to the airport. A few moments later after I was seated in the airplane I couldn't help and feel scared and excited. It was really weird it was like something was going to happen to me and change my life. Those feeling were quickly shattered when the captain said we were ready for lift of.
3 days later.
I have been here for days on this stupid ranch and all I've done is clean up the house and get things ready until grandpa arrives. I've only been here 3 days and I already regret coming here. The air is stuffy here and there is no one around for miles and miles. When the sun sets its when it's the worst, there are insects flying around. Oh and I get really freaked out at night when the wind makes the branches from the trees hit my bedroom window and shadows appear in my room. Oh and have I mentioned that I am terrified of the dark and that makes me very paranoid at night.
" I am so bored!" I screamed as hard as I could. I was stand outside in the porch and was silent as my screams echoed through out the ranch and meadows. " I need to get out of here for a while."
I ran back to the house and grabbed my car keys. I looked into the mirror and combed my hair. My hair is long and wavy and brown, I have honey colored eyes, and full pink lips. For a moment I just starred at myself. I looked at every inch of my face and it hit me. I looked a lot like my grandmother when she was younger. There were many pictures of my grandparents when they were younger hanged on all the walls even the bathrooms. Four years ago my grandmother had died of breast cancer and hit me really hard. She was one of my best friends as weird as that mighty sound. Every now and then I look at the mirror and I see her and I just cry.
I watched my reflection as slow tears fell down my cheeks and landed on the floor. I quickly wiped away the tears and walked out of the house. The sun was starting to set and I just wanted to get the hell out here and watch a movie or something. Possibly find a bar and get drunk.
Rrrring.
It was my cell phone.
" Hello?" I answered the phone as I got inside the car.
" Hola, corazon." It was my grandfather.
" Hi, how are you doing?" I smiled.
" Oh I'm doing fine don't worry about me. I hope you aren't to bored in the ranch."
" Oh I'm fine grandpa. I'm having lots of fun." I lied with a smile.
" Well I just wanted to check in and tell you I wont be able to get there just yet. My doctor wants me to stay 3 weeks home and then go out to the ranch. I hope you don't mind." My grandfather said sadly.
" No, no grandpa you know I don't mind. If you need to stay in L.A. a bit longer because the doctor says so then it no bother. I just want you to be ok when you get out here. I don't want you to rush yourself."
" Well, I won't honey."
" That's good to here, grandpa. I'm just ganna let you go. You have to rest okay."
" Alright, goodnight."
" Goodnight." I hanged up.
I sighed. My grandfather had broken his back a month ago and he has been in the hospital ever since.
" To King Kong!" Everyone cheered in unison as they held up there beers.
I was on top of the table and cheering for King Kong. I had gone to the movies and seen the new King Kong movie and gone to a bar when I overheard a group of guys my age talking about the movie and they said it was fantastic. When I heard this I asked them if they've seen the original and then after 2 hours later of talking we all decided King Kong was fantastic.
" Well boys I'm sorry to say that I'm leaving now!" I laughed as I jumped down the table and all the men booed.
I left the bar with 5 different phone numbers of very hot men. I got into my car and drove. Normally I wouldn't go to a bar and then drive but all I drank was a sip of beer. 30 minutes later I was pulling into the ranch and the house didn't look like I left. I parked the car in front of the house and I climbed the porch steps. I pulled my keys out and I was about to unlock the door when I noticed a window beside the door was broken.
I walked over to window and there was glass all over the porch and inside the house.
Then I realized what had happen. Someone had broken in. I quickly backed away from the window and took out my cell phone. I dialed 911 I was about to press SEND when my phone was snatched I away from me.
I looked up and a man with a skeleton look to him, smiles a creepy smile.
" I wouldn't do that if I was you, darling." He pulls me towards him and smells my hair.
I push him as hard as I can and I knee him in the stomach. As I tried to run past him he grabs my foot and I fall and hit my forehead on the floor. I tried to get up but I was dizzy from the fall and forehead really hurt and fell down the floor once again. I touched my forehead and I felt wetness. I was bleeding. I felt someone got on top of me.
" That was a huge mistake, honey." He whispered in my ear.
I squirmed under him until he flipped me over to face him. I reached for my car keys and positioned every key between my knuckles.
" I'm going show you who's in charge." He grinned and lowers himself to me.
That's when I did it. As hard as I could I slammed the keys to the side his stomach. I felt as I cut through his skin but I didn't stab him unfortunately. He cries out in pain and I push off me. I run towards the door and run inside.
" You bitch!" I hear as him scream from the outside. I quickly lock the door with all four locks. I pressed my back against the door and sigh in relief.
" What's going out there T-bag?" A yells as he makes his way to the door.
" Shit" I mumble. I tried to unlock the doors as fast as I can but I feel arms around me and slamming me to the wall.
" Who the hell are you!" He screams at me.
I back away from him and I feel the steps from the back of my feet. I quickly turn and run up the steps but he grabs me pushes me down. I grabbed a heavy picture frame and slam it hard into his face and it shatters. He staggers back and falls down the steps. I keep running and get to the upstairs phone. I get to it and I accidentally knock it off the table.
" Oh god." I get the phone and it wouldn't dial. " Please, please, please, work."
I get the phone and wait for the dial tone but nothing happens. Suddenly two men come out of my grandfather's bedroom.
" Fuck." They see me and run after me.
I get the phone and throw it straight to one of the men's head and he falls unconscious. The other man quickly glances at the man and keeps running after me. I run towards my room and wait for the man and slam the door right on his face and staggers back. I quickly shut the door and lock. I run towards my window and try to get it to open it but its no use. It won't budge.
A huge noise is heard from my bedroom door. Someone is trying to knock it open.
" Push!" More than 2 voices are heard screaming from the other end of the door.
" Oh god." I whisper.
I looked around my room looking for something to break the window. I run over to my nightstand and grab the small wooden chair and slam it into the window until breaks.
I was about to climb out the window when the door was suddenly thrown open. Three men step in. One runs towards me and I hit him with the chair in the stomach and it causes the chair to break and the man to fall down. I run over my bed and head towards the bathroom but before I could get in someone slams into me and into a wall. My whole body feels a pain all over and I start to scream. The man puts a hand over my mouth to shut me up.
" Now why do you have to be so deficult?" A man comes walking towards me it's the same guy from the outside.
" Shut up T-bag!" The man holding me shouts.
I guess T-bag shuts up and only smiles at me. The man that is holding me I couldn't see his face. The moonlight from the outside only revealed his eyes. His piercing baby blue eyes were looking straight into mine.
" I'm going to let go of you but need you not to scream. Got it?" He said calmly.
I thought it over and I slowly nodded. He back away slowly never taking his eyes off of me. I moved away from the wall. Out of no where T-bag punches me and I hit the wall again.
" Don't touch her!" I heard the baby blue eye man scream.
" Hey she tried to stab me." I heard T-bag chuckle.
I was starting to feel really faint and weak when I looked down at my hands and saw glass sticking out of my wrists. Blood was all over my pants and shirt. That was the last thing I saw when suddenly everything went black.