Sabrina's POV
'Well, this isn't my love story. This is about Morris. But, I can still remember, how I had fallen in love with him. How did I embrace the agony. The time when people were dying. My family was living so rough. I had a hope of love. I never had close friends or say I didn't liked people. Some were bossy, some gossiped all the time, I hated them. But, with Morris. I could share my world.
The day when Morris left all the money with me. I was in search of the chance to look what's in the bag, exactly. I knew how money actually looks like, but just for a glance.
That day, my Mom came home. We had a dinner in peace. She asked me how I was the whole day and that was it. We kept quiet for the whole dinner time. She had her own issues and I had mine.
I wasn't planning to go school the next day. There was an idea coming in my mind again and again. To use the money. I remembered Morris has asked me not to. But, I could not see people dying of hunger. At least I could help my family. This is what I exactly did.
Next day, when Mom went to her work. I came back home and went straight to the place where the bag was hidden. Mom haven't noticed the changes much. Since it was situated at one corner of the room in the dark. I dug the place and took the bag upstairs in my room. It was damn heavy. I had to drag it through the stairs. Taking care of not losing some money anywhere. I didn't count them, but it was huge. I had found the treasure. Then, I took the phone and called Morris. But, his phone was switched off. I was really in need to use some money. There was no way to reach him. To inform him that I am using some of his treasure. I was in utter need of it. I needed it so bad. Without informing him or waiting for him. I took some 500 dollars every day. And, send them in a letter at my home, with a letter written by my changed hand writing, stating that Kindly accept the money. Your well-wisher. Obviously, first my Mom was shocked, but she too had no other option but to accept it.
It felt so good to help our family in a fantasy way. But, I knew the conclusion would be too bad for me, if Morris finds this out.

Sadly, we couldn't save my Dad. I miss him so much to this day. In this house, before recession overtook humanity and my Dad's accident, everything was heaven for us. I could see my Mom struggling her day and night, to support us. That's why it was worth it. It was worth the risk. It was even worth if I could die.

Some six or eight months later, Morris called me during late at night. He asked me when it's safe to come home and take the bag away. I said that I need some time to decide and ask my Mom about her change of plans, if she had any. I told him to call me after 2 days.

Oh my gosh, I thought he had died or had been arrested. We were living in so peace. And, suddenly this monster came back. I was in utter shock. What am I supposed to tell him ? Should I tell him that stolen money was stolen again?

He called me after 2 days. I asked him to come on Friday afternoon.

That day, I waited for my Mom to leave and came back home from school. I didn't know what would happen if he came to know some of his, not some, but a lot of his money was used.
I was wishing him to get arrested while he was on his way to my home.
But no, He knocked on the door. It gave me a shiver in my body.
What If he has a gun?
I was getting crazy from inside.
"Hey,come in"
"Am not here gossip. Get the bag down"
He was smoking weed. Looking so calm. As if he has now escaped the charges, he must have tricked someone over it. Without saying other word, I brought the bag down. It amazed me that Morris was just standing quiet and calm, smoking weed. I was guessing may be he would be in a hurry to run away. He had figured things out.
He grabbed the bag from my hand.
"I hope there is nothing wrong. Don't upset me"
He opened the zip of the bag and checked. He went through the left money. It was noticeable that the money was used.
"How dare you?"
He stood with an anger in his deadly red eyes.
"I went under a lot of trouble for this and you... you" he pulled a gun out of his pocket
"Morris, don't. I didn't had any option. Try to understand"
"I killed many people for this robbery. I won't regret killing one more"
"Am sorry" tears rolled down my cheeks
He pulled the trigger and the door was slammed open
"Sabrina!" It was my Mom. She came running to me and hugged me tightly.
"Are you okay? Why are you crying?"
"Yes"
"Morris, get lost from here"
"I wont" said Morris still holding the gun at us.
"I have called the police. So you better runaway"
My Mom stood in front of me as a shield
"Unless I shoot Sabrina. She has to repay me"
"Morris, I don't want to understand what's with you two. I just want you out of here now. Take this gun down"
She shoved the gun down with her hand.
Then, we heard police sirens.
"You called them" He again put his gun towards my us and tried to aim at me. Since he couldn't point at me because my Mom was standing in front of me, protecting me. He shot my Mom.
"No" I cried at the top of my voice

I could still hear the sound of gun shot. It keeps echoing in my ear.

When my Mom fell down he shot her again. I was screaming like mad. And Police came inside. He arrested Morris for all the charges pending for which he was being chased and for this murder as well.
I still remember, when Morris was taken towards the van. He mouthed me 'I will come back'

I lost my Mom.

I can never be as brave as my Mom. She believed in me till her last breath.