Another word, and you die.

Chapter five

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"Mom?!" I yelled without letting my eyes leave the staircase.

"Mom-"

There was a crash upstairs and I bolted up the stairs picking up the closest thing to me. My heart was thumping and I had goose bumps. Oh wonderful! The closest thing to me happened to be a candle stick.

I yelled again, "Mom!"

I was at the top of the stairs and was watching the end of the hallway. My light was on, and I could see a shadow under the space between the floor and the door. It kind of reminded me of the movie ‘Signs’, you know the scary movie with the aliens? I kept my eyes on the door, and I heard another thump and jumped.

Okay, yep sorry! Adios amigos! I’m out of here! I ran down the narrow steps three at a time and almost fell on the last step.

" Shh!" my mom hissed, she was on the phone.

"Someone is upstairs!" I whispered with my fingers to my lips. I had goose bumps going down my back, and my eyes were watering, more from the adrenaline than from the fear.

She put her hand on the speaker of the phone,

"What?" She whispered. I rolled my eyes.

"Upstairs! Someone’s in my room,"

I looked up the stairs and crawled up them. Before I could even get upstairs my mom grabbed my wrist. I jerked her hand away, and gave her a dirty look. I hated it when people touched me.

“Go downstairs.” She handed me the phone, and I put it to my ear, to see she hung up. I set it down and looked back up.

"You think there going to be scared of you? what if its like some 400 pound man, with tit piercing and a mow hock? Or….seriously. What if it‘s the killer?" I stared at her. I had the urge to grab her.

"would you shut up and listen to me for once?" She held out the kitchen knife she had outside.

I nodded and ran downstairs. I looked up the stairs once more and opened the door. I’m really going to hate myself for listening to her.

I was about to walk out when I herd my mom yell

"You asshole! Why are you in here?!" I narrowed my eyes. I walked up the stairs, and ran down the hallway and swung open my door. And that’s when the self esteem started to lower. I’m really stupid! Bentley was looking threw my ipod on my bed, and my c.d rack was laying on the ground.

"Britney spears? stronger? And.... Nsync? Sounds like someone’s stuck in the 90's." He tossed me the Ipod, and I caught it with my mouth hanging open. There was a nock at the door and my mom walked passed me, closed my mouth, and patted my head.

"Wh- why? why are you here?!" I stuttered out.

“I told you I was coming over! You said to come through the window! See?!" He held out his phone, and there it was, a message from Heidi,

'Okay, just come through the window,

Joyce in a bad mood.' And then the fine print sunk in.

"Joyce huh? Sounds like someone sent themselves a text." I never ever call her Joyce I always say mom.