Since Tiff and I didn't have anything to do this weekend we decided to make another chapter! Be warn MURDER SCENE!
Gobralover: (Tiffany7898 says) First of all my name is Tiffany, and what you said about Marron was uncalled for. It wasn't necessary at all. And thank you for your theory, you have Bri an evil idea.
(Bri says) I don't appreciate you saying I need to do some research about suspense. If you read my other stories than you would see that I rock at leaving my readers in suspense. Don't get me wrong, I thank you for leaving a review but please be considerate.
Ages:
Trunks- 37
Marron- 36
Goten and Pan-36 (They're twins)
Bra-27
Maven- 14
Tate- 11
Valley: 6
Marron's eyes slowly opened. She lifted her head a bit, only to put it back down; her head was throbbing, and he throat was dry as a desert. Her eyes wandered around. What she saw almost made her black out again. Rope, duct tape, and shovel.
She checked her pockets praying for her phone to be in one. No phone. Marron lifted up her head over the back seat. Her phone sat on the cup holder. There was no way she was getting out of this one.
Marron let out a loud scream. Hoping cars passing by could hear her. She pounded against the back window. She kicked on the door. Soon after she felt the car violently turn. Causing her to hit her head.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Screamed her napper.
Tears began to roll down her face from the fear. "Why are you doing this to me?"
No response, but she heard the car speed up.
She laid back down, why couldn't Trunks sense her! She prayed to Kami that she would get out of this.
"Wake up!" Hissed the attacker.
Marron moaned and shielded her face with her hands, due to the fact that a bright white light was shining in her face. At first she thought she was dead, then she opened her eyes to find her attacker with a ski mask over their face.
The person grabbed the duct take and snatched Marron by the hair. She let out a small yelp.
The person wrapped the tape tightly around her and wrist. "Scream and I'll kill you right here and now."
Marron complied, she would do anything if it meant there was a possibility she could live.
The attacker then tied a rope around her neck and pulled on her like a dog on a leash. "Come on."
Marron stepped out the car, her legs were half-asleep, causing her to fall in the mud. The person didn't even give her a second to recover for the fall and began to drag her
They stopped, it was completely silent for a good two minutes. And for a brief moment Marron thought her napper had left, but that thought ended when she heard crying.
"Get up, now!" The voice demanded, cracking a bit.
Marron staggered up. She could feel the bugs traveling up and down her body. As much as she wanted to scream and slap them off, she kept quiet and stood still.
Once again more silence, until Marron spoke up.
"Please, my family is very wealthy. I-if you give me a chance, I can call my husband and he can p-pay you all the money y-you want. I'm begging you, please let me go!" Marron pleaded, crying uncontrollably.
The person let out a loud cry and punched Marron in the side of her face. "I don't give a flying fuck about your money, you ruined everything!"
Marron gasped and spat out blood. More tears.
The person stalked up to Marron and grabbed her wrist, unraveling the duct tape. "I have a job for you."
The person let go of Marron and handed her a shovel. "I want you to start digging."
Marron fell to her knees, bawling. At the moment lightning flashed through the dark sky and rain came pouring down.
The attacker sneezed. "Hurry, before I get a cold."
"No!" Marron exclaimed, only to stricken again.
"I swear to God if you don't start digging I'm going to beat you to death with that shovel." The attacker growled.
Whatever little hope Marron had left was gone. She got up and stabbed the moist ground with the shovel. As she dug, she thought of the last time she saw her family. This morning, around seven am. She kissed Trunks on the lips and walked the kids to the bus stop. It broke her heart, knowing that she was never going to see them again.
Thirty minutes passed and she had finally finished. She estimated that it was around eleven. This is time she usually sent her boys to bed.
Her attacker observed the hole. They smiled and latched on to Marron's forearm, and that's when Marron swung the shovel at the napper. Once she heard a loud scream and curse she took off.
Not caring what direction she heading, she just ran. She fell a couple of times but quickly recovered. This was one and only chance.
"HELP! HELP ME!" She yelped, running as fast as she could. The mother jumped, screamed, and pushed branches out her way.
Her head was pounding and she was panting hard, occasionally glancing back to see if her napper was following her. Once she felt it was safe enough to stop for a brief moment she doubled over, spitting up and gasping for air.
Not minute passed and she looked left and right. More trees, then she looked ahead. Tears of happiness rolled down her face once she saw a road. Only a few yards away.
"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!" Screamed the person tackling her to the ground.
"No!" Marron cried as she hit the ground. Then came her beating, her attacker let out ever ounce of anger they held in. Marron's pleas and screams brought a smile to attacker's face.
"You should have left Trunks! I've would have been so happy! But you didn't listen! Everything would have been perfect!" The napper vented, continuing pound their fist in Marron'a face.
Everything went back again. She was still alive... barely.
The attacker rolled over, panting hard. The rain droplets seemed to calm them down.
After collecting their composer, the attacker propped their self on their elbows, glancing at Marron's beat up form.
The person growled and got up, grabbing on to the rope and began to shake her body. "Wake up!"
Minutes of shaking and she finally woke up.
"I'm hungry, let's go out to eat" They snickered.
"You're fucking sick!" Marron screamed.
The psychotic napper jumped on her wrapped their hands around her throat. "I know you want a meal before you die."
Marron wiggled, trying to get up, but it was no use.
"After all, you'll have a few more minutes to live.."
In the end, Marron ended up being dragged to the car. Instead of throwing her in the trunk, her attacker allowed her to sit in the front.
Words couldn't explain how terrified she was. They had ordered her to keep her eyes on the straight ahead, but occasionally, she would glance to see if any cars were passing by. It was a ghost town.
After what felt like a decade, they pulled up on to a dirt road. Next to it was a rundown diner. Due to there only being one car by it, Marron assumed it was empty.
"Now, behave." They laughed, taking off their mask.
Marron whimpered, her eyes widen out of shock. "HOW COULD YOU-"
They ate in silence, due to the fact that Marron knew her attacker and couldn't fathom why they were doing this to her.
She looked at the person, they were smiling and eating without a care.
"Now Marron, I'm gonna use the restroom, don't do anything you're gonna regret." The person warned in a sing-song tone before sliding out the booth.
Marron's eyes followed, until they were out of sight. She waited a few seconds before running to the kitchen where she watch the old woman go before dropping off their order earlier
"Please ma'am you have to help me!" She pleaded in a soft tone.
The old woman got up from the rocking chair she sat in. Her eyebrows arched. "Wha y'all talkin 'bout missy?"
"I've been kidnapped and that person I'm with is going to kill me! Please call the police!" Marron explained.
The old woman's green eyes widen and grabbed on to Marron's hands. "Don-"
Marron screamed from the loud sound of a gun being fired. She let go of the old woman and watched her body collapse to the cold and dirty tiled floor.
"Look what you made me do!" The shooter shouted.
"How could you!?" Marron screeched, crying uncontrollably.
The killer shot three more times. Marron screaming each time. "This is your fault! You should have just stayed in the fucking booth."
Marron's knees gave in. She landed in the puddle of blood.
"Stupid bitch." The person cursed, walking over to a closet.
Minutes passed and they returned holding a two cans.
"Get the fuck up!" The person barked.
Marron's head snapped up. "W-what's that?"
"Gasoline." The killed answered, unscrewing the tops to both. "You're going to help me."
"No, and I don't care if you kill me now, I'm going to die anyways." Marron objected.
The napper began to pour the gasoline around the old woman's body. "Fine, I'll just kill one of your kids too."
"You touch any of my babies and it'll be th-"
They scoffed. "The what? Last thing you do? Last time I checked you can't do shit right about now."
Marron growled and rose to her feet.
"That's a good girl."
He made her light her body on fire, and watch. She threw up and sobbed the whole time.
After taking all the valuables, they left.
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"I want you to be awake when I do this." The person crackled. They grabbed on to her arm and pulled her out the car.
Marron was too weak to protest, she barely heard what the attacker was saying.
They made it back to where they started. The killer pushed Marron to the ground next to her grave.
"Give me your wedding ring!" The person commanded.
"N-no." Marron sputtered out, holding her hand that her wedding band was on protectively with the other.
The napper smirked. "Fine, I'll just remove it after your dead." The person slipped the rope around Marron's neck again, grabbed it pulled tightly. Marron gasped and closed her eyes, tears running down her face. "You brought this upon yourself."
Finally, after being in captive for about eight hours Marron was dead. And to make sure she was dead, her killer shot her twice in the skull.
The murderer sat down next to her laughing. "Y'know, being dead isn't that bad." The person's dark eyes wandered to her dirty hands. "I guess you can keep that."
The killer sighed and kicked her body into the hole. "Don't worry, I'll come and talk to you once in a while."
That same day, Trunks had called more people, but nobody knew where Marron was. Trunks could only think of the worst possible outcomes. It was around midnight and Marron still wasn't home. So he decided to go look for her. Tate and Valley were asleep and Maven was watching TV in the living room. Trunks told Maven that he was going out and Maven agreed the watch over his siblings while Trunks was gone. Trunks just drove around all night in West City, no luck finding his wife.
Around eight in the morning he came back home. He was hungry and tired. Thank Kami it was Saturday, he didn't have to worry about work or taking the kids to school. Trunks walked into the house to find Maven passed out on the couch. Tate and Valley must still be asleep. Trunks walked into the kitchen, he opened up the freezer and grabbed a box of hot pockets.
He opened the box and threw all the hot pockets in the microwave. Trunks turned on the microwave and leaned back on the counter. He didn't know what to do, what to think, or what to tell the kids. Valley cried her eyes out for Marron because dinner wasn't here. Trunks wasn't a good cook so he ordered pizza. Maven knew something was up and Tate tried to keep himself busy.
The microwave started beeping and woke Maven up. Maven grunted and slowly got up. He looked over to the other side of the open concept and saw his father eating hot pockets.
"Where's mom?"
"I don't know son." Trunks said shaking his head after he swallowed the last hot pocket. All that night he tried searching for her ki, but no luck.
"You were out all night?" Maven asked.
"Yeah, go up to your room and get some more sleep, I'm probably gonna take a short nap and go out again." Trunks said.
Before Maven could walked to the stairs, his little sister came down rubbing her eyes and holding her favorite teddy bear. She looked sleepily over to her father and raised her arms in the air. Trunks walked over to her and picked her up. Valley wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Daddy, where's mommy?" Valley asked softly.
Trunks took a deep breath as he held his only daughter close in his arms. He didn't know what to say. Trunks was completely stressed out.
"Mommy is gonna be home soon sweet heart." Trunks said.
Trunks was gonna take Valley back upstairs to her room, but a knock on the door stopped him. Valley lifted her head off of her father's shoulder as he walked toward the door. He opened it to find quite a surprise.
"Hey dad."
"Hey son." Trunks said, then turned to the woman next to him. "Pan."
"Trunks." She said nervously.
What the fuck! Pan and Trunks have kid together! How did this happen? And what will Tiffany say about Trupan having a kid. Till next time!
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