My mind is sore, from the sudden loud bang. It woke me up in a panic, my heart rate rose faster than any other time before. I could only think of the thought that someone was shot, or even someone I knew.
I decided to slowly climb out of my queen sized bed, trying not to make a noise, but as my typical self did, I knock over a packet of chicken chips onto my wooden floor, Causing a small sound that could choose my fate.
I stopped suddenly when I heard the creak of the old stairs become louder. Every creak I heard the more panicked I became.
I walked around the bed to wake up my girlfriend who was sound asleep. Here face looked annoyed an till she could hear the creaks of the stairs as well. She whispered who it was. It took a while for me to answer, but I said
"I don't know there was a loud bang and... I think he has a gun"!Her face looked concerningly worried. I didn't know what to do, but I just wanted her to be safe, She's all I have. She got up and sat next to the bed where later I joined her.
The creaking stopped for a moment, and for a brief second I thought the person would leave, but the tapping of what sounded like dress shoes on the wood appeared.
I slowly leant over to Elena to whisper "stay here".
I hoped up cautiously onto my feet. I took a step towards my cabinet when the sound of a door being kicked echoed into the room. I wasn't to sure which room it was but I knew it right next to this one. I turned around to see how Elena was, then I proceeded to the cabinet step after step.
My hands reach to the bronze door handles and I continued to open them. The high pitched screech of the rusted hinges brought the foot steps closer the our bedroom.
I started panicking even more than before. My hands started to shake in fear as if to tell me I was cold.
I reached down to the bottom self to grab a half broken Christmas box with a picture of snow falling onto a little girl. It was a nice thought seeing that, but the panic came back quicker than before. I opened the box and grabbed my 22 cal. Pistol as well as a full magazine of ammo.
I had a quick look at Elena with the gun visible from her line of sight she looked nervous. I could only imagine her thoughts right now.
I hear the door nob turn from the outside my heart jump and gave me a weird tingle in my stomach. I knew who ever it was they were going to smash the door open just like they did the previous door. Moments later the person kicked the door, but he failed to open it, another kicked followed shortly after only this time that person successfully opened the entrance to our room.
I could make out the figure to be a young guy in a white and black business suit and a gun was definitely In his hand. He had brown hair and round head, I couldn't quite make out what coloured eyes he had, but I'm sure that didn't really matter.
He scanned the room lifting and throwing papers from my glass desk onto the ground. I noticed he stopped with a paper in his hands, I don't remember anything important on my desk so I don't know why he's looking through the papers.
I signalled for Elena to come over to me. She slowly got up into the crouching position behind the bed and stated to take a few steps, but during the few steps she did take she just so happened to stub her toe on the leg of the bed, which caused her to make a little peep of pain.
I could see that the guy in my house heard that and began walking over to the side of the bed Elena was on, so I put my hand up to tell her to stop. Just in case she couldn't hear the foot steps.
By the she stopped the guy could see her and he put up the gun facing in her direction. The deathly deep voice of the burglar entered my ears.
"GET UP! on your feet and your hands in the air!!"
The guys expression looked really serous and demanding. I wanted to help, but I just didn't know what to do.More of the deep words later exited his mouth
"Where is it! Tell me where it is!"
Elena kept looking back and forth between myself and the guy, somehow trying to ask me what it was that he was looking for.
Elena spoke without a clue of what he was asking for "I... I don't know what your looking for"
The guy had a sharp response.
"The gold, the money, where is it!!" grunted the man
"I d...don't know"
Elena started to look back at me with an expression to question my past except he noticed this time and proceed to walk to the cabinet with the gun still facing Elena.I didn't want to do this in front of my girlfriend, but I had too. I raised the gun to the door of the cabinet and Aimed it towards the guy, my heart had the feeling to let it go, however my hand held it there stronger to assure I didn't drop it. I pulled the trigger and another loud bang rang to my ears, followed by deep thump.
I couldn't move from the shock that I shot and killed someone in my own house and especially with my own gun. I eventually stopped being a coward and hopped up to see how Elena was.
"Elena are you fine, are you hurt did he do anything to you?"Right after I finished I automatically got a response from her.
"I'm fine, I'm fucking dandy fine it's not like my boyfriend shot a guy in our house. No I'm not fine you fucking murderer and what the fuck was he talking about with the gold and the money he better be fucking kidding me!! Oh and don't give me some bullshit excuse like you normally do!"I didn't know how to answer so I just stayed quiet. But this was probably the worst thing I could have done as she started to rant again.
"Are you going to answer you cunt. Wait no your not a cunt they are useful your a fucking dick... Answer me Ethan!"I couldn't answer again however I had to.
"Babe Calm down, if you want me to tell you everything you need to listen."
Her eyes started to make little water drops run down her face and sobs came out of her mouth.
"I'm sorry Ethan I... I just don't know how to react I'm so sorry I love you an... And what are going to do now?"I Firmly said back.
"We have to pack up and leave. Don't bring anything you can be contacted on or for that matter anything electronic you have to listen me ok. Don't talk, look or even go anywhere near people. You got it."
YOU ARE READING
Robbed
ActionThe love of your life just witnessed you kill a guy in your house. She starts to ask questions about your former life and you don't know how to answer.