Lost and found

so i had this crazy dream decided to write it down...

it starts with three ppl in a diner, standing over someone.
Eden, Adam, and Clair + the narrator
"so what are you sayin this house was full of smart mutha fuckas" as eden she wearing a cops uniform of the city. she has some scars on her arms and neck. black hair and blue eyes out side of the scars she is beautiful. the uniform is partly open and you can see and bit of the sex wear she's wearing.
"hey hey nothing going to happen we just happened to live there a long time ago and we want our stuff is all" Clair kisses the narrator cheek. Clair seemingly the balanced one that may keep you alive, she wears the uniform as if she is is and actually and is the one that normally talks to ppl first, before the enforcers do.
"can you get our shit or not You lil Punk?!?!?" Adam Points his gun at my face. Adam a young man mid 20s tattoos down his arms and blood all over his clothes. this is not the one to fuck with.
"yes..." i say wondering what the hell i've gotten myself in to... all i know is my whole family is about to die... all this over some soup...


5 hours earlier....
the thomas residents home.
majority of our was homeless a while ago... well that was until my grandma took us in. Big mama Eity (we secretly Deity cause nothing slips by her). she was older white woman that somehow was our grandma... i use to wonder how old she was???
there was four of us, 7 if you counted her, her recently widowed daughter and her daughter.
Tim, John, George, and micky is our names, and Big mama Eity. her daughter Carla and Emily Lynn stayed in the room above our. eity stayed on the first floor.

so it's now 12:30pm and we've just got home. for some odd reason school let out early.
" yo B i heard a truck full of some crazy fuckers is in town!!" Micky says jumping around George they are twins and the youngest, tho george doesnt talk much.
"thats what i heard too, the teacher was talking about it near the art room right before we was left out" Tim go. tim was the oldest he usually is the one to keep us all safe.
"well maybe we should get home now... thinks could get could get bad guys...." john cuts everyone off as he pushes up his glasses his two fingers.

we rush home and do our chores.
for some reason Eity asked us to clean, and then bomb the closet up in the attic. i just stared at her... the 3 yrs we've lived her she told us to never go into the attic for anything, mostly cause they're spiders that can kill us up there. we never knew what she did or does when we're gone, and carla sticks to her room we're not suppose to bother her.

it's too out for anything to be up there, well not awake anyway.
"god it's Dirty up here" tim says covering his mouth
George looks over a micky and nods
John" what the hell is up with this attic, its dirty as fuck and we've been her for 3 yrs and nothing like this..."
storming up the stairs
"i don't care can we get this over with quickly" yells emily Lynn and then clinging to George" why did grandma want me to do this???"
" get off me " micky pushes emily away " lets just get this done bomb this place and go to homework"
we do so and leave nothing.
there was a boom outside... not to far but still pretty close.
it's now 3:30
and eity as john and tim to go pick up something's from the store.
4:50 just tim comes back, and he's screamin about some cops took john. that there asking about some drugs. no one knows anything.
Meanwhile John is holded up in the frozen food section fight for his life, eden toying with him. slowly cutting him.
back at the house.... one of us had drugs and they wanted them. god knows whats happening to our brother.

What should we do?

To Be continued....