A noise

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You hear a noise. And then another. You get up and look to your side and don't see Neal which makes you frown. You get up from the bed and put on an oversized t-shirt. As you are  putting the shirt on, you hear a muffled yell. You grab the gun in your dresser and slowly open the room door. You  see a tall man standing over the stove. A frying pan is on the stove with an egg cooking in it. He doesn't look at you. You walk over to the other side of your condo. You hear another yell. Your heart starts to beat fast. You turn the corner of the hallway and see a short middle aged man holding a knife. You shoot him. As you run into the bathroom, you see three more men. You shoot the one closest to you in the leg which makes him fall to the floor. One man is in the tub holding Neal from his hair. Neal is on his knees in the tub. His white tank top is bloody along with him busted lip. You lock eyes with him and you see the black eye forming. Another man is asking him questions and repeatedly beating him. You shoot the man behind Neal square in the head. The man by you takes the gun from your hand and he kicks you. Your body flies back. In the couple seconds, the man shoots Neal in the shoulder and runs out. You hear the door slam. You immediately run to your emergency phone dialing 911 as fast as your fingers can press. You run back to Neal. You take of the band around his hands and he falls on to your lap. "Stay with me..... Common damn it", you yell. He was weak. His ribs were most likely broken. You feel his pulse which was very slow. "Common, stay with me Neal. Hey, look at me. NEAL!", you scream. The tears well up in your eyes.

The ambulance rushes in. "I'm in the bathroom", you yell. They take out the limp body in a stretcher. You run down stairs with him to be told you cannot ride with him. "Mam, I'm sorry. You can't go", the woman says to you. You fight back but she still won't let you go.

You go back into your condo and walk back to the bathroom. You have 2 dead men in your house. One was lying outside the bathroom door and one by the toilet. You change out of the t-shirt which is covered in blood. You grab your phone, purse and keys and run to your car.

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