"I'm going to go kill Andy."

Welp I guess I spoke too soon when I said this kid might be the only sane one—
I watched as Emma walked out the door.
"See? Even your little cousin is less of a whiny little sh*t than you." Chucky glared up at me.
"You better shut your f**king mouth before I kick you across this room." I threatened. Instead of cowering as I had expected, he began to laugh.
"You think you're so tough!" He wheezed, then Tiffany began to laugh and chime in.
"Aw, Chucky!" She paused to snicker, "Don't be so rude! That's not funny!"
"It's f**kin' hilarious!"
The two were in hysterics. I clenched my hand into a fist then picked up Ruby, whom was exhausted.
"You know what? F**k you guys! I'm going with Emma! I'll show you...I'll kill anyone that gets in my goddamned way! Then we'll see who will be laughing!" I hollered as I stomped out of the house.

But then

I felt a sharp pain stab into my back.

Literally.
Death had appeared in front of me and extended out it's long, boney arm. Before I knew it, my breathe was taken away. I collapsed on my knees, my grip growing weaker and weaker by the second. I gasped for air, the metallic taste of blood consumed my taste buds as the crimson liquid leaked from my lips.
"You...f**ker..." I gasped. Before I knew it, I was on my stomach and my vision became blurry. Then, it all went black.

"Oscar! You bring my baby back! I'll call the police!!" An unfamiliar voice that belonged to a woman screeched, it echoed in my head.
"Call them! See what happens!" Hollered a man. As the couple argued, a baby cried— no, screamed. I couldn't tell if it was a scream of fear or a scream of pain, but it was screaming, nearly overpowering the man and woman.
The screaming, the crying— it all got louder and louder by almost every second.
And then...
It stopped.

When I opened my eyes, I screamed. I knew what they did.
"Not this S**T AGAIN!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs angrily.
"Just shut up and go with your cousin. You're lucky I didn't just let you die." Chucky called from the other room.
"F**K YOU!"
"Ah, shut up and get goin'!"
I growled and gladly began to stomp towards the door, picking Ruby up again.
"Why the f**k did you stab me, anyway?!" I yelled, looking back at Chucky.
"You shot me in the head. You're lucky I didn't stab ya that deep kiddo, or else you'd be back in your little doll body and...be a new addition to our collection." He snickered. "Now get goin' before I change my mind."
Without warning, a knife covered in blood was flung at me. I quickly stepped to the side as the knife jabbed into the wall.
"Dumn*ss." I mumbled then walked out the door.
How was I going to find Andy, you may ask?
I have no clue...