Psycho | h.s

4.

I stepped out in the cold December air. My knuckles white and hands red. I walked to the nearest bus stop and waited for the lift . Once the red door swinged open , I stepped aboard. After a bus ride that felt like forever, we came to a holt and Brooklyn's house was just two doors down from where we stopped. I got off the bus and once her house was in sight , I checked my list.
✔️ no cars
✔️ Brooklyn's window open
✔️ door locked
These signs all meant that there was nobody home but Brooklyn. I knocked on her door, silently awaiting her response.

BROOKLYN'S POV
I was upstairs with popcorn and Netflix . I had just finished the second season of Pretty Little Liars when I heard a knock on the door. I never opened the door when I was alone because my parents would always come home through the garage after they picked my brother up from soccer practice. I stayed upstairs, thinking they would go away but I heard another knock, angrier this time. I went down stairs , knowing this person wasn't going to give up. All I really wanted to do was watch my Netflix, but this person had to interrupt me. Once I peaked through the blind, I saw a curly head boy.He was quite attractive with his brown eyes and brown hair. I knocked on the window to grab his attention.
"Excuse me, um..not to be rude, but could you please leave! "
He looked at me with a smile , then shook his head and looked up again with anger written on his face. He fiddled with his back pocket and pulled out a black gun. I immediately ran upstairs and tried calling 911 until I heard a big bang. I realized the door had been kicked in and the strange, beautiful boy was now in my house.