First message
I flick the ash from my cigarette into an ash tray, the music pumping loud throughout the house. I was working out in peace, while my little stepsister is out of the house. She was quite annoying, but I can’t lie when I say she’s hot.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a text message. I opened my phone and saw a text from her. “SOS” it said, along with her location. I tried calling but I couldn’t get through. My hands clenches into fists as I run out of the house with my gun.