Moved

It only took 20 minutes to get home

My eyesight was slightly blurry on the way back because of the alcohol but other than that driving was fine

I opened the car door, went to the back seat, and easily picked up Mia who was already passed out

My head was a bit foggy from the drinks but I didn't sway even a bit as I carefully walked up to the door and slowly moved Mia to one hand to open it

I slowly walked in and softly set Mia down on the couch carefully as to not wake her up

Then I grabbed a blanket and wrapped her up in it so she wouldn't get cold

When I looked up from Mia and looked around... the house looked off

although it almost looks the same, almost everything in the house had been slightly moved and it annoyed me…a lot

I couldn't help but have my eye twitch just from the sight

It's like having uncomfortable dirt under your nails you want it gone or clean

But in this case, I JUST WANTED IT FIXED!

I went around the downstairs moving everything back and even cleaning as I went along

Once I was done I happily cooked a meal for Mia just in case she woke up and placed it on the living room table for her to eat when she woke up

My head was still semi foggy from the alcohol but I wasn't really tired yet so I decided to get some of the vodkas out of my… moms room

Just as I was about to reach her door I heard a slight noise from inside

Could my d-dad actually be home?

Wait that makes no sense he's never slept in mom's room just to sleep there and his limo isn't even outside I would have at least seen Jerry his personal driver if he was home

…Could someone be stupid enough to rob us?

Pft no one could possibly be that dumb… right?

I made sure my feet made no sound as I made the last few steps to the door

Expressionlessly I take a peak in

As I look around I see all sorts of things that shouldn't have already been there like the wedding photo albums, the dumb love letters, the sewing supplies, a desk, Mom´s diary, and even the paintings I had made...

I slowly close the door and make a break for my room to get a knife

I know my mother could have done this but the chances of that were slim she had always loved everything being in order the only thing that could change that order she had... was father and mother's mother.

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If it is a person in there this will be fun!... and if there's not I'm throwing the knife into the wall.

After I got to my room I silently opened the door and skipped in towards my desk

I open the hidden compartment under my desk drawer

It took a moment to choose which one, but in the end, I took out three of the tactical knives and headed back down the hall to my mother's room

I still made sure to stay quiet as to not wake up Mia downstairs as I opened the door and walked in

I looked around vaguely making sure to never overly turn my back to anything

The more I looked the more I noticed everything was slightly off which gave me a sense of OCD to fix it

The reason I knew what every room was supposed to look like was because of my mom

My mom had made books with photos of rooms after she cleaned them and how each room should look before she was even born and although rooms got dirty they always went back to how they looked in the book the next day

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Maybe that's why she didn't care about making such a mess... she knew it and she would all be gone the next day... like it was never there

I finally got out of my head when I noticed slight noises coming from the closet

In a quick movement, I shot the knife right into the wood of the closet door with just enough force for it to go into the other side of the door but not all the way through

I heard someone shriek from inside the closet and couldn't help but chuckle

I skipped over to the closet and with one of my other knives in hand opened the door with the biggest smile I could manifest

But that smile quickly dropped when I saw who was in the closet

¨What the holy fuck are you doing in my mom's closet, pretty boy.¨ I said with a sarcastic tone but my eyes were staring daggers at him so sharp whoever receives them must think I'm planning out their death in my head step by step at that moment

Which in their defense I usually was but right now I'm just annoyed

¨-ugh.... well y-you said-¨ he started but I just cut him off

¨I know what I said! But I didn't think you'd actually do it, and even if I did you broke the one rule I did give you in case you stayed by entering my room anyway and even slightly moved stuff¨

¨How did you-¨ he started again but just like before I cut him off

¨Can you please at least leave my mothers room before you continue blabbering¨ I ask sarcastically

¨Oh ya I can¨ he says in a hurry fumbling around to get up

´Guess he forgot about the knife in the door?´ I think as he tries to get up and out of the closet looking flustered

I walk out before him heading to my room to get something

When I see him waiting at the stairs I just walk past him down to Mia and bend down putting the noise-canceling headsets on Mia and heading towards the kitchen

´I was moving so slow I wonder if he was getting annoyed yet?… then again, getting caught in a strangers mothers room snooping around doesn't give him much room to be allowed to feel annoyed for having to wait´