Your name is Raquel (Rachel) Volkov. Your life hasn't been easy. You watched your parents die when you were four and then suffered years of abuse from your uncle and his wife. Thankfully you had Charlie (your older brother) and Lucas (your younger b...
When I woke up, I was back at the apartment. I was confused and for a second I even thought I was dead.
"Look who finally woke up"
I jumped out of bed as soon as I heard his voice, I couldn't believe my eyes when they landed on him. I was convinced that I'd never see him again yet there he was, Charlie. At that moment, I didn't care how I got back or what had happened, the only thing I could think about was how much I wanted to hug him.
I sprinted towards him and wrapped my arms around him.
As soon as he held me in his arms I felt safe again, happy.
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I was so happy I hadn't even realized that we had fallen to the ground.
"I missed you" - I muttered, hugging him tighter as I could feel my eyes tearing up.
"What do you mean you missed me? You just saw me!" - he replied jokingly.
"So it was all just a dream?! None of it was real!" - you could hear the relief in my voice and I don't think Charlie had seen me smile like that in a very long time.
"I guess so" - he replied. I could tell he was confused by my reactions but I was too happy to explain why I was acting as I'd just seen a ghost.
As soon as I got off the floor, it came to me. "Where's Lucas?" - I must've sounded like a hyperactive puppy, I sure know I felt like one.
"I think he's in his room, he should be up by -" - before he could finish even finish talking, I had already run off to see Lucas.
I stopped by his door right before opening it, I didn't want to scare him or get confused by my overenthusiasm.
I pulled myself together and opened the door expecting to see Lucas sleeping or picking his clothes, instead I opened the door to see Strucker inside of my brother's room. He was holding a gun against Lucas' head.
It probably wasn't wise to scream but I couldn't help myself.
"CHARLIE!" - I was panicking and I couldn't figure out what to do or what was going on.
"It wasn't a dream" - I whispered to myself, all of a sudden I felt light-headed and I was having trouble standing up.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US! LET HIM GO!" - you could hear the pain, the panic, and the sadness in my voice.
Strucker only seemed amused by my reaction. "приведи его" (bring him in) - he commanded. He was staring slightly past me as if there was someone behind me that I hadn't noticed yet.
I turned around only to see my uncle walk in, he was holding Charlie and had a gun pointed towards his head.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!" - I cried out, tears falling down my face. I was feeling so many different emotions, I felt as if I was having a panic attack.
