I Will Find You - On hold, sorry

Chapter Three; Seppurated

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Miss Dailey's body lay motionless on the concrete, her eyes looked towards the horizon. Gun shots were being continuously fired. I pulled my teary face away from the gruesome sight and held on to Becky's hand for dear life. Miss Dailey's last words were "Get out of here, they will find you." But we can't leave. Not while there's bullets flying through the air!

Me and Becky were sprinting back to the house, trying to keep as low as possible. Our screams were still filling the neighbourhood!

I was first to enter the house, closely followed by Becky. She slammed the door, turning the key, and pulling the chain across the door. Just as she stepped away from the door, bullets starting coming through the wood, only just missing Becky! We both screamed as splinters were flying everywhere.

"Come on!" Becky screamed.

She grabbed my hand, and pulled me towards the kitchen door.

Once in the kitchen, she grabbed to sharp knives from the cutlery draw, and gave one to me. Gripping the handle as hard as I could, I followed my sister out of the room, and up the stairs.

We ran in to Becky's room and got under her huge double bed.

I laid down, and started crying into the floor. Becky did the same but she put her head on my shoulders, and pulled me closer to her.

"It's okay," She sobbed, "We're gonna be okay."

We could hear trucks pulling up outside our house. I let out a scream when something hard came in contact with the front door! No. Nothing is okay. They're gonna get in here and they're gonna kill us! Nothing will ever be alright again.

Suddenly there was a big bang down stairs! Becky put her face into my hair, and I put my hand over my mouth, to try and silence my breathing. We could hear things smashing downstairs and many footsteps frantically treading through the house. We could here them running up the stairs, and opening doors. It was just a matter of time before they find us.

The carpet was itching my face but I was to afraid to move. I just kept my eyes on the door, waiting for it to open.

We could hear footsteps outside in the hall way, slowly walking up to the door. My heart beat was beating faster than it ever had before. I kept taking in deep breaths, to try and calm myself down, but it didn't work. I was just too scared.

Then the door handle moved down, and the door was pushed open, revealing six pairs of feet! Three men rummaged through Becky's wardrobe, and other things, while the other three were slowly walking around the bed. Any minute now they'll look under the bed and find us. They always look under the bed.

Time went by and non of them came close to finding us. The three men searching the room had finished, and were walking out the room. Two men that were walking round the bed, also left the room. But one remained. He just carried on walking round. He came round to my side of the bed, and he's feet just stopped. I held my breath. I felt Becky squeeze my shoulder. I closed my eyes, wishing he would walk out the room. When I opened my eyes, he was gone.

I mentally had a sigh if relief. He's gone. He never found us.

I looked at Becky, but she never gave me a relieved smile.

She just mouthed, "Quiet."

I furrowed my eyebrows. Before I could answer, something grabbed my arm, and pulled me out from under the bed, causing me to drop my knife!

I screamed and struggled to get out of the man's grasp.

"Get off, leave me alone!" I scream.

Before the man could cover my mouth, Becky stabbed his leg, but unfortunately it didn't go through his protective gear. But it did however, make him fall flat of his front!