Miss Jackson {b.u.}

{76}

The breeze blew against me, causing me to shoot up. I heard rustling outside of my bedroom window. Panic set in. I grabbed the knife out of the nightstand drawer beside my bed. Brendon still hadn't come home from work and maybe he opened the window, but, I wasn't going to risk it. Grunting had been growing louder and I saw a pair of hands reach onto the window sill. Anxiety pouring over me. The bedroom doors locked in a weird way from the inside and sometimes they would get stuck. I grabbed my phone and ran out of my bedroom, locking the door. I opened Daphne's door quietly, quickly walking to her and shaking her awake. She shot up and almost screamed because I scared her, but I quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Sh. Be quiet and listen to me. I'm going to grab your siblings. Get up as quietly as possible, lock your windows. When I come back in here with them, lock your door and push somethin' against it, then hide in the closet with riv and clo. I'm giving you my phone, so when you're done with that, call 911 and then dad, okay?"

Daphne's green eyes were filled with fear. I needed to be strong for her. I gave my phone to her and got up, looking out into the hallway to make sure no one was there. I could hear something going on in my room. I glanced at the dresser that sat in the hallway between my room and Daphne's. I quickly walked over to it and began moving it. I didn't care how much of a noise it made. If someone was in the house, they know now that I know they're here. I never thought of myself to be strong and move heavy things, but in this moment, It felt as if I had supernatural powers. I finally pushed the dresser against my door. My bedroom had a double door. I looked around. Opening drawers, looking for a belt. I began to panic. There were no belts showing up in the drawers and I started to feel like time was running out. My nostrils flared as I tried to keep myself from crying. How did the alarms not go off when the window had opened? Why wasn't Harley barking?

I finally found one and wrapped it around the doorknobs of the double doors, making sure it was tight. Thank god River and Clover wanted to sleep in the same crib tonight. I opened the door to Rivers room, picking one up at a time and rushing into Daphne's room. I kissed each one of their heads and took a deep breath before walking out, "I love you kids."

I closed the door behind me, silently. Not that it mattered if it were loud because if someone was in the house. I stepped away from the door and took a deep breath. I wasn't going to risk takin gn the kids and I outside because the person could have climbed out the window. I wasn't worried about the front or the back door. We had gotten this alarm system that tells you where a door has opened or if someone broke in or if there was a slight suspicious noise. I stared at the door. I didn't know where to go myself. But, I didn't care. If those kids are safe, that is all that matters to me. Whatever happens, as long as it's nothing to harm them, I can manage.

Brendon:
I hated being away from Joanne and the kids late at night, especially working on music. I've been frustrated, trying to learn this dance for Kinky Boots. But, I didn't realize how long i'd been here. After walking over to my phone, I stopped the song and looked at the time. Shit. I sighed roughly. Before I set my phone down, I saw Joanne was calling me. I pressed the green button and pressed the phone against my ear, "dad?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and stared at the ground, "You headin' out, Urie?"

I did a double take and my eyebrows were still furrowed, "Uh...yeah. In a couple minutes."

Mchale walked up to me a bit and patted me on the back, "you okay, Bren?"

"Excuse me, I've got a phone call-"

"Dad, please come home." I heard her say, with fear in her voice, but she was whispering.

I set my hand on my hip and stared at the ground, "Where's mom, honey?"