BAD TO WORSE
By David Torres
“Let me get that for you,” said the servant as he opened the limo’s door. “Thank you” said Rose. The limo soon started to move across the driveway. They soon got to the white metallic fence. The gate opened and they move fast. Her cell phone rang and she answered, “Hello,” she said. “Mrs. Rose, we have a problem!” said the driver. “What?” she said “That is impossible. You’re driving me and I’m in the limo” said Rose. The black tinted window that separated the driver from her, opened. Two men wearing black clothes as well as a mask that covered their faces sat there. “Quick get her!” said the driver. The man jumped up to her holding a rope, “No, stop!” screamed Rose. “Shut up!” the man said tying her up. “Ahhh! Help! Someone!” screamed Rose. “No one can hear you shut up” said the man as he slapped her in the face. “Pshh” Rose fell on her back and lay there helplessly. The limo soon came to a stop and Rose waited for what soon would happen to her. She knew it would have to do with all of her husband and she had. “Get up you bitch” said the man as he blindfolded her. The man picked her up and threw on the ground. The ground felt very stiff and cold. “Get up!” said the man as he lifted her up. “Were are you guys tacking me?” “Were am I?” Rose walked and she could feel the damp air and the wind was blowing softly. A door opened and then shut. The man still wearing his mask took off the blindfold from her eyes. As her eyes adapted to the light she could see that the walls were painted in red and had tiled floor. A man with a tattoo in his hand was holding an Ak47 and walked out of the room leaving her alone. She quickly tried to get out but as she tried to get out it only kept getting worse the knots were well mad and hurt her skin. Several hours had past now and sat locking at the ground. The man with tattoo on his hand walked in with a plate. “EAT IT!” the man said “What do you want from me?” said Rose The man paused for a second and then looked at her and said “Money!” “How much are we talking about? I think we can come to an agreement?” said Rose. We want $250,000 cash in two days” said the man eagerly. “Very well then let me talk to my husband I think he could get you and your friends what you want and we’ll all be happy.” The man took out a phone from his pocket and dialed *67 and tossed the phone to her. “Well aren’t you going to untie me so I can dial it?” “OK.” As the man untied her, she looked closely at him. As the man pass the phone to her she slapped the phone and before the man could react she kneed him in the crutch the he fell to the ground screaming off the top of his lungs, “AHHH YOU FUCKING BITCHMY BALLS!” She quickly took the gun from his hands and pointed at him. “OPEN THE DOOR!” she shouted the man opened the door and she walked out then she closed the door on the man and she walked slowly across the hallway she then realized that she was in a rich person’s house. The walked slowly the she saw man the man tried to attack her but it was too late she had already shot him and he had three bullets in his stomach. She walked around the house to see if there was an exit but she could not find one anywhere she walked for a long time the house was big. It seemed as if she was walking in circles. She looked up and saw a small door she had been under ground the whole time. She opened it and came out I a room when she stood up she saw three men looking at her one of the men had a pistol in his hand an shot her in the head. Rose fell to the floor and bleed. Her husband had found out and they were going to let her go but it was too late she was dead now and they had the money. Every thing had come out bad, nothing that she could do now she was dead. Her family found out they had killed her and she they tried to take revenge but all that happened was that they were also killed. Now money couldn’t do anything.
