RICH MANIAC

5.

it's becoming too common for me to wake up alone regardless of the time. it's hard to differentiate the day and night

it's only because of the lack of natural light in the room, i've learned from horace's rambles that it's because of his fear of me escaping.

i'm still unsure of how much time has passed truly, horace has stopped taking me out as much because of the FBI receiving tips about my location

i sat up in the bed and rested on the headboard. i grabbed the remote to turn the television on and slightly glanced at the shows before turning on the news as i mimic horace's actions

"we are continuing to look for the missing person ka'ior amor, she is eighteen years old, five-one, with brown eyes. ka'ior was last seen in her Jacksonville, Florida apartment on march 6, 2022. she was last seen wearing-"

i quickly turned the television off as i heard the front door creak open following the sound of jewelry and keys jingle towards the bedroom door

"what were you watching?" he asked as he sat his bags down and took his shoes off

"just cartoons" i mumbled as i removed the blanket off of my legs to stand up, he just looked at me as if he could tell i was lying

before he could even raise his voice "where the fuck were you?" i said as i looked at him sideways

the moment was almost like deja vu, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, it's becoming natural and a new normal

the quietness left with a quickness, yet it was me being the cause. i let go two quick shots from my gun as you hear the glass shatter and as break on the contact of the floor

i couldn't do anything but smile as i get a large rush of adrenaline

everyone runs in first and then i enter last as we search the home for valuables, we'd seen the homeowners have a large sum of cash

we quickly ran around and grabbed the things we needed and left, the adrenaline ran off soon after the glass fell, and all i could think of is ka'ior and if she woke up

i threw the stuff i took into the backseat of the getaway car as we all sped off quickly, i just sat in silence the whole time as i drove to the trap house where we stored everything we didn't want to be tracked back to us

soon after that, i made my way home in my car to see ka'ior

"i don't  have to lie ka'ior, i was out robbing. stop fucking lying"  he said as he moved closer to me as i bagged up into the wall

"horace why the fuck are you still doing that shit? you can't be in the industry and the streets at the same time" i yelled but i came to an abrupt stop as i saw his demeanor change

you could see the emptiness as you stare into his eyes, he became so cold and hard as he just stared deeply into my eyes

"whatever horace i don't care for the explanation. let me go home" i exclaimed as i pushed from in front of him and sat on the bed

it's like i momentarily break out of the fantasy and fabricated life he created for me as i sat on the bed and shed a few tears

i just wanted to go home, i slightly scanned the room as he walked into the bathroom, and i saw all of his bags still scattered on the floor, and the room door that was covered in locks was cracked open and unlocked

i looked around once again as i bolted towards the door and pulled it open and quickly rushed down the stairs

i've been downstairs maybe around four times but i was familiar enough to make it to the front door, after that,

i was unsure about how i would make it somewhere safe or familiar because horace doesn't let me see where and how the outside the home or surrounding area looks

this was my only opportunity and i know if i missed it now i would never get it again

i made it to the last steps, the door was right in front of me. as i quickly scrambled to unlock it.

i heard a deep unfamiliar voice scream more like yell for horace but he referred to him as "wick"

i just felt my heart drop into my stomach as i still tried at the lock

the man grabbed me and restrained me from opening the door as horace walked slowly down the stairs

the amount of fear that entered my body was baffling all he said was "yeah? that's what we doing?" as he grabbed my wrist extremely tight and pulled and almost dragged me up the stairs as i cried