The Silent Ones [EDITING]

Drunk

sorry its been so long since ive updated,  ive been very... uninspired to write but i did!
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SOPHIA POV

why would i do that?

where do i go?

how do i get out?

do i answer the door?

fuck

those were my thoughts

hes gonna murder me when he wakes up. ive been so... jumpy lately.

I heard slow footsteps coming down the stairs, my heart started beating really fast, what does he want? I didn't want to even look at him, I cant stand his face anymore. I retreated to safety... more like the bathroom but that's the best I could do.

I slammed the door behind me and grabbed for the lock which is normally in every door but I guess it isn't on this one. I leaned against the door, trying to put as much weight against it as possible. "I have food for you, open up." Trey knocked on the door. "No! I bet you poisoned it!" I refused. "I didn't poison your food, please just open the door."
"I said no! just leave it out there and go!" I said even louder. "Fine." I heard a... sound I haven't heard in a while. Glass.

Glass, actual glass! I heard his foot steps fade away and I frantically opened the door to grab the plate. I threw all the food on the ground and ran after him. I had the plate in one hand and a fork in the other... the fork was still plastic though. "This is what you get asshole!" I screamed before I smashed the plate on his head. He stumbled backwards a little bit. "Ow what the fuck? Is this the plate?" He asked while he put his hand on the top of his head. "Hhh.." I stared at him blankly and saw his face fill with rage.

I screamed and ran past him up the stairs to attempt get to some other weapon because I have no safety without one. I looked around the living room and noticed a vase. I don't want to kill him...wait... no killing is a big no no.

I ran into the kitchen and looked around. fuck fuck fuck fuck. "Sophia get back here!" I heard him say in a deep voice. I looked around some more and I saw that he was coming. I was going to be trapped in the corner on the kitchen if I didn't do anything. He came closer to me, taking small steps because he knew that he would win. "No, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened I-I don't know what I was doing." I forced my eyes closed and turned my head away to prepare for whatever form of violence was going to happen to me.

I sat like that for a couple seconds and nothing has happened so I looked up and saw him staring at me with crossed arms, still with that raged face. I slowly put my hands to the side and he moved. I panicked so I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. He bent over and groaned while I ran for the door. I noticed an opened bottle of beer on the dining room table so I took a quick swig and ran to the door. 

I tried to unlock all the locks and I heard slow foot steps and heavy breathing. "come on, come on, come on!" I unlocked all the locks and I tried to open the door but it just would not give in. "no no no" I whispered and tear streamed down my face and I looked back. He was about 10 feet away from me. I picked up the bottle of beer that I set beside me and held it up. "Take one step closer." I threatened.

"You're okay, I wont hurt you, you're just a little girl." He took a step closer. "I told you to stay back!"

"Wait... why are you holding my beer? That's miiiiine." He reached for the bottle and I smacked his hand away. "Oww." He pouted. "Wait, are you drunk?" I asked. "No, I'm Trey."

"Great, just great." I rolled my eyes. "Can I have my beer now?" he asked. "No." I crossed my arms and looked to the side. "What if I give you a hug?" He asked. "Don't you even think about it." I held my hand out. "Fine then." he stumbled into the kitchen and came back with another bottle of beer. "Are you kidding me?"

"I ran out of rum so this is all I- my phone is ringing, hold on." He got his phone out and sushed me. "This is barney." He laughed hysterically at his dumb joke. He waited a few seconds and then hung up on whoever it was. "Another call about Viagra." He threw his phone in the living room and looked at me. "Why cant I get a hug?" He asked. "Because I'm afraid of you." I said quietly. "No, don't be afraid of me. There's nothing to be afraid of." He stumbled closer. "Get away." I warned and he took another step forward. "I said get away!" I held the bottle in my hand firmly before swinging it at him. I closed my eyes and I could hear the bottle just shatter from the impact. I opened my eyes and saw him on the ground, Laying there unconscious.

Just a couple minutes after the event happened there was knocking on the door. What does she want?

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im hoping to update tomorrow so...

and also this chapter is waaaayyyyy different from the one that got deleted. mkay well... adios