Caught By The Bad Boys

Chapter Sixty Two: I'm Fine

For the Blana / Bana shippers ^ Lol

Song: Don't Leave

Artist: Snakehips feat. MØ

I'm Fine

My heavy breathing was the only thing I could hear right now. My phone died when I was talking to Miranda and Liam but just in time I spun around to see someone walk past me and down the hall. Again the person was dressed in black and I wondered how he or she got in.

I was in my unicorn onesie that Aidan got me for Christmas. To be honest I looked like a psycho because every minute I'll either sneeze really loud or sniff.

The doors were locked and my keys were upstairs yet I was too scared to go there right now. I took a step forward then glanced around the living room.

"There's no way out!" I yelled as I slowly walked to the safest place in the house.

"If it's Mike, Christo or James. You're gonna get caught!" I added then ran down the hall into dad's office.

I quickly locked the door then leaned against it as I exhaled furiously. I hope Miranda or Liam had the intelligence to call my parents. I walked over to my dad's desk and searched for a phone or something to protect myself with.

Finding no phone in the drawers I crouched down to open the bottom one. My eyes widened as I stared at the shiny revolver in dad's desk.

The corner of my lips suddenly went dry and my hands started to shake. The house was so quiet I could hear footsteps above me. With every step the person took the floorboard screeched creating a distressing noise.

Looking back down at the revolver I cautiously took it then stood up. Dad's shotgun was upstairs in his room and I'm sort of glad I didn't find that one.

My hands kept shaking as I held the revolver in my hand. I don't want to do this especially not in a unicorn onesie!

I aimed the revolver at the door while taking sharp breathes. I couldn't hear the steps anymore which scared me as I put my right hand on the doorknob. I shut my eyes for a moment as I leaned my ear against the door.

It's as if the rest of the world has lost its sound behind the door. I could only hear my breathing but not a single soul on the other side of the door.

Slowly twisting the doorknob I opened the door then looked down the hall. It was empty yet my eyes trailed up wondering if the person was still upstairs. Still keeping precaution I raised the revolver in front of me.

As I tiptoed down the hall my eyes flickered everywhere for any type of movement. I stopped as I stood a few feet away from the front door.

The living room was on my right and the stairs were on my left. As I put a foot onto the first stair a shattering noise erupted throughout the house. I got such a fright that my index finger twitched on the trigger.

I shut my eyes waiting for the revolver to jerk from the bullet but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and let out a sigh of relief remembering that when using a revolver the hammer must be pulled back.

Out the corner of my eye I saw the front door opening then someone rushing in. My heart skipped a beat as I raised the revolver.

"Lana whoa." Dad spoke as he stared at me then the revolver.

I let out a sigh of relief as I lowered the revolver then walked over to him. He wrapped his one arm around me then took the revolver with his other hand.

"Daddy I'm so sorry. I'm so sca-"

"Ssshh, sshh it's okay. I'm here, you're safe now." He whispered as he rubbed my back.