I must have fallen asleep after dinner because next thing I knew I was waking up at 2am. I don't remember how I got to my room but oh well. I left my room to go check that the twins made it home safely. I saw them both tucked in and was about to go into their room when I heard something in the kitchen.
I ran to my room and grabbed the pocket knife I had hidden in the airvent. If someone is down there I'm not letting them get to my family. I quietly crept downstairs.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I just know I can't lose another loved one.
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs to listen. I quietly opened my pocket knife as I heard a groan and heavy footsteps coming closer to me. I hitched my breath and spun my knife, ready to throw it if necessary. A tall, dark man stood in the doorway. I raised my hand when he steped around the corner. I threw my knife, but he ducked and I missed.
"I see you've been practicing." I heard the man infront of me chuckle.
"Fuck, bro. You scared the hell out of me." I whispered, walking across the room to retrieve the blade.
I walked back to the stairs, closing the knife.
"What are you doing up this late?" I asked him.
"I could ask you the same thing."
I shrugged.
"Did he go home?" Cole asked.
"Well, I don't see him so yeah."
He nodded and we both went back to bed.
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RandomMaxine is just a high school girl with an average life. Well, an average life for a girl who's parents are never home. But she has her siblings and her older brothers best friend to stick by her at all times. She thinks Josh just likes her as a frie...
