Taking Lia
It was late at night when Lia heard a banging on the door. It was frantic and loud and crazy. She slowly made her way out of the bed in her pink and black boy shorts and black cropped tank top. Lia rubbed her eyes slowly and started out of her bedroom. She rushed down the stairs towards the door, she was tempted to open the door immediately, but she thought better of it, grabbing a knife and from the kitchen before answering the door, barely cracking it open. Before her was a large heavy set black man. He had short hair and handsome features. He was wearing a black track suit with a black hood. He was clutching his stomach as blood poured from it. “Help…me!” the man said as he stumbled against the …