Never Alone (A Jeff The Killer Novel)

Chapter 6

Mikes POV....

Mom screamed and ran to Dads body, screaming, begging him to wake up. I stood there, watching her with my dark eyes. I couldn't move, I was paralyzed with fear. Every memory from that terrible event 8 years ago flashed through my mind, every damn vivid dream passed through my head at that moment.

I took out my phone and dialed 911, telling them to get someone over here, that my dad had been murdered. The operater said that they were on the way. I hung up the phone, not sure what to do now, and I glanced back over at mom, I noticed something in the kitchen window. I looked back at it and there were two eyes just like mine, and that evil bloody smile. He was watching me. He tapped at the glass with his knife, taunting me.

Then, he held up a mug. Dads coffee mug! He took a drink out of it, then proceeded to pour the contents all over the kitchen window. But it wasn't coffee. It was blood. He never broke eye contact with me. And he never let down his smile.

As quickly as he appeared, he was gone, and the police came in door. They had to pry my mom off of my dead, bloody father.