I felt like a bird perching on a branch. The rough bark stuck into my skin like thorns. It was a quiet night with the wind slowly creeping between my fingers. I peered through the living room window. Her body was stretched out on the couch, covered in a large blanket. The light from the TV bounced off her curves while she slept.
I waited until her breathing seemed to deepen before pushing myself up into the tree. In seconds I was outside the second floor window. Making sure my weight was balanced before going straight through the gap. The soft carpet would contain any sound I made. Rustling through her draws pocketing anything with value. I was up to the third draw when I heard a scream.
I knew that it was too far away to be caused by her stumbling upon me. I stiffened when her screams continued to echo around the house. That's when I heard two different sets of footsteps running upstairs. My first instinct was to jump out the window, but something held me in place. I felt myself being carried towards the noise. I peaked through the crack in the door only to see blood covering the walls. She dragged her body along the floor towards a small table. Her hands were grabbing at the phone cord trying to get it down.
The soft lighting in the hall made her tears just visible. Someone slowly came up behind her, as if they weren't bothered she could have rung for help by now. Whoever he or she was hid their body in the shadows. She was breathing fast trying to make a sentence with her mumbled words. I didn't dare move in case I got caught. All the oxygen left my lungs, as a gun was lifted from the shadows.
My mind couldn't process was happened next.
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Mystery / Thriller"What a plot twist you were." - Faraway I merged with the colours while shifting between the sweaty bodies. He was currently leaning on the bar, his shoulders were hunched over in frustration. A cold beer met his plump lips as I elbowed myself throu...
