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A crashing sound that reverberated from outside startled me awake. I groaned to myself as I rolled over and reached out my hand, searching for my phone. I felt the cold surface of my phone and pulled it up to eye level. After double-tapping the screen, the time popped up. 3:47 am. I shook my head and threw the blankets off of me, slowly crawling out of bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making me shudder slightly as I made my way to the bathroom.
As I was coming back to my room, another loud sound came from outside, causing me to jump. I entered my room and walked over to the window peeking out. I scanned the neighborhood, seeing nothing unusual. My heart stopped as I noticed an uncanny figure standing at the top of my street. One thing I should mention is that I lived in a rather rural area, with only five houses on my street with quite a distance between each house. The area is slightly wooded, taking about fifteen minutes to reach the closest civilized area. I watched the figure carefully, and the panic sank in as it made its way down the street. Something was terribly wrong. The way it walked and held itself was off, almost inhuman. It walked slowly, its body contorting slightly as it did so and he was so tall, much taller than the average man. As he approached my house, a pit grew in my stomach. He paused between my house and my neighbors, then walked between the houses and disappeared. I crossed the room back to my bed where I picked up my phone. I unlocked it and called Remi, my fiance, who was staying at his friend’s for the night. After, the third ring he answered.
“Is everything okay, baby?” his voice was low and raspy and I knew I had woken him up.
“Can you come home? There’s someone walking around the neighborhood and I'm getting scared.”
I could hear shuffling over the phone and I immediately knew he was going to come home.
“Yes, I’m getting my stuff and I’m headed home in less than a minute. Can you still see him?”
“No. He disappeared between the neighbors and our house.”
“Okay, I need you to check all doors and windows, take the Glock with you.”
“Okay, please hurry.”
“I’ll be home in 10 minutes. I love you.”
“I love you too,” I said before I hung up.
I walked over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, pulled out the Glock, and made sure that it was loaded. I went back to the window and looked out again but there was nothing there. I let out a shaky breath as I checked all the upstairs windows to make sure I locked them before slowly going downstairs. I went to every door and window, doing the same thing with them, then going back upstairs and to the bedroom window. I knew Remi would be home in the next minute or so and felt the panic subside. I looked down at my phone briefly and then back to the window. My body froze, almost screaming as the figure was now standing in front of my house, facing me. It didn't move as it stood there and I wasn’t sure if it was even breathing. It was hard to make out any details as the street was almost completely dark. There were no street lights in front of my house, only a few were scattered across the neighborhood. I wasn’t sure what to do, what was I supposed to do in a situation like this? I watched and watched, praying that Remi would get home before anything happened. I quickly pulled out my phone and texted him.
‘He’s standing outside the house.’
‘I’ll be there in a minute, keep the gun on you at all times,’
I put my phone back down and returned my eyes to the window. What the fuck? The figure was now gone, no trace that it had ever been there. I scanned the neighborhood, hoping to see him. It would make me feel a hell of a lot better if I knew where he was. Nothing could possibly go wrong if I knew where he was. I kept looking outside until I saw headlights coming down the street and into the driveway. I ran down the stairs, almost tripping to meet Remi at the door. I placed my phone on the little table that sat by our front door and unlocked it as soon as his foot touched the porch and he quickly came inside, locking the door behind him. He pulled me into a hug and I let out a breath as I melted into him. He kissed the top of my head before lifting mine to meet his gaze. He looked tired, dark bags under his eyes nonetheless he still looked happy to see me. He had a dark red t-shirt on and a pair of black sweatpants that fit him perfectly. His blonde hair was pushed back off his face and you could tell he had rushed to get home. He looked gorgeous in every sense of the word. I wanted to go upstairs and lie down with him. He was my safe space and when I was with him, I felt like nothing could go wrong. He placed his phone and keys next to mine on the table.
“I saw nothing when I pulled into the neighborhood.”
“He disappeared when I was texting you. I have no clue where he is.”
“Let's go back upstairs. I’m sure everything is okay now.”
“I’m sorry for calling you so late, I know you were at Adam’s house and were excited to spend some time with him during the off-season.”
“Why are you sorry? Your safety comes first.”
I smiled at his response. With the gun in one hand, I placed my free hand on his chest and got on my tiptoes to kiss him. He kissed me back, his fingers tangled in my hair. He took the gun from my hand and placed it into his waistband, before wrapping his arms around my waist and hoisting me up. I wrapped myself around him, laying my head on his shoulder. He moved his arm and his hand lifted my head. I smiled at him brightly as I leaned forward and kissed him again. The kiss lasted for maybe a minute before we pulled apart for air. I let out a giggle as I looked into his eyes, his eyes filled with love. He spun in a circle, causing the both of us to laugh. I loved the little moments like this.
“Alright baby, let’s go get some sleep.” He whispered in my ear before placing a kiss on it.
“Sounds good to me, gorgeous. I’m tired as hell.”
He chuckled softly, as I placed my head back on his shoulder, kissing it gently while taking me upstairs. The relief I had felt when Remi arrived quickly vanished. The sound of breaking glass pierced the silence as we made it to the top of the stairs. It came from the back of the house which told us he had broken our glass back door. He placed me down on my feet; I froze and looked up at Remi who was reaching for the gun in his waistband. In a sudden movement, he was pushing me to the room closest to us and locking the door. We stood in silence, listening for any sound that would give us any clue as to what was going on. There was a crunching sound as the intruder stepped into the house. The house was quiet before we heard it started moving around the first floor of the house.
I looked over to Remi who was deep in thought before he glanced over at me. He placed a finger over his mouth indicating that I needed to remain silent. He grabbed my hand, walked towards the door, and opened the door slowly. He led me out of the room, moving so that he was behind me and now pushing me forward. We silently but quickly moved towards the back of the house to get as far away as possible from the intruder. We made it into our bedroom, Remi locked the door behind him and then turned to face me. I didn’t know what to say to him at the moment, nothing but fear on my mind. He kept me close to him, pressing me into his side, while I stared blankly at the door with my head leaning onto his arms. My hands were shaking uncontrollably and my body felt like it was on fire. Something about this felt extremely off and I guess it would considering what was going on. My throat was dry and my heart was racing in my chest, so much so that it hurt.
“Remi, I left my phone downstairs.”
Remi stopped and stared at me for a moment before patting his own pockets, his face contorting to shock.
“So did I.”
“Remi? What the fuck is going on?” I whispered.
“I don’t know.”
It was only a matter of time before my mind would shut down from the panic. It was unfortunate, but it's how I've always responded in traumatic situations. Remi was more levelheaded and logical, He could stay strong and take control in situations like these. Before I could say anything else, Remi was already at the window, tugging it upwards but it didn’t move. He tried repeatedly until he gave up in frustration, reeling back to punch the window but stopping himself before his fist hit the window. We had never been able to open that window, the paint had sealed it shut. If he was getting nervous, it wasn’t showing. His face remained stoic which comforted me, I knew that as long as he was by my side I would be okay. We could hear the intruder making its way up the stairs, its footsteps heavy as he came to the top of the stairs. The sound of a door opening was heard, and we knew it was looking for us. It became very clear that whoever was in our house was not here to rob us. We were under attack. The intruder went from door to door and as he got closer; we needed to think of a plan. Remi gripped the gun tighter and held it so that if he needed to shoot, he could.
“Honey, I want you to stay with me as much as possible.”
“Remi, I’m scared.” I whimpered as I shuffled closer to him, latching onto him.
He ran his hand through my hair and leaned down to kiss my head which gave me some comfort. It was the little moments like this that Reminded me of why I loved him so much.
“I know baby, but I need you to be strong for me.”
“I will but what if something happens...
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