only that my head wasn't in the photo, it had been ripped off...

The hairs on my body stood at its ends

It was so scary and disgusting, how could anyone do this?

It came with a text which read.

I will get you soon, There will be nowhere to hide;

The blood drained out from me ,the person had stopped for a few days and I thought...., why did he start all over again ?

I was still in a daze when Hayden stormed off, disappearing from my view, he returned less than five seconds later..

I stared at the gun in clasped around his fingers in frightened shock.

Why would he possess one?

Why would anyone possess one if not to kill.....

He held it so casually, he must be used to using it often, I shuddered visibly, then....all his threat weren't bluff in any way.

His gaze met mine and I found myself taking a retreating step back in fear

"w..what are you going to do?"

His jaw ticked like he was trying to suppress his anger

"I fucking warned her!You stay here Don't go anywhere "

I could only stare at him mutely

"Did you fucking get what I just said!" he snapped

I jolted and nodded my head frantically

"Yes...i won't go anywhere "

Seeming satisfied by my words he stormed right out of the house, leaving me staring at him more confused than ever.

What had he meant by his last statement?

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I took a walk around the huge house, it wasn't just huge, it was a mansion, each curve...each design modern and beautiful

It makes me wonder why they would have such a large house when it was just him....

And of course his brother living inside of it.

It's been almost an hour and he still wasn't back, the expression on his face before he left still scared me shitless , it had been filled murderous intent.

He was going to kill someone?

I walked around the whole house feeling as if I might go crazy if I stayed in one spot.

I approached a door, I haven't been in this part of the house before, it was somewhat dusty.

Curiosity got the best of me, I turned the knob and surprisingly it wasn't locked.

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