S T A L K E R | N.H

[ VI ]

Carsons POV

"There is a fucking dead body in my fucking bathroom!" I yell in sheer panic pointing up the stairs, where Gavin was still there. Aliza had her hands covering her face, pacing around muttering things to herself, while Harry stood there gulping. "So don't tell me to calm down!" I finished, turning away from Harry heaving in deep breaths, tears starting to spring to my eyes.

"This is so fucked up." Harry conveyed, rubbing his hand over his face.

I shook my head biting my lip thinking to myself. "How - How did he get in my house? What if --What if he's still here?" I quarreled, my voice shaking turning to look at all of them.

"What the hell do we do?" Aliza finally says frantically.

Niall was on the couch his face in his hands. He ran his fingers through his blonde streaked hair. "We'll lock up, that's what we'll do." he decides, getting up to face us all. He turned his attention to me, "Wheres your step dads shot gun?" Niall asks strongly, his leadership quality's shining through.

"Its in my parents closet, on the top shelf." I explain and he nods, starting to go up the stairs before pointing at Harry. "Call the police, tell them whats going on, Carson and Aliza, check all the windows and doors." he orders, jogging up the stairs again while we all dispersed, Aliza and me holding hands to check the windows and doors, praying that he wasn't still in the house.

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"Maybe we should call Louis." Aliza said in hushed tones, as I made sure one of the windows was shut completely with the curtains drawn so the bastard couldn't see us.

"No, the last thing we need is him coming into the line of fire. We would just be endangering him." I respond shortly, moving onto the next window. "Right now we all just need to stick together."

She sighs in return before I heard a light thud. I turned my attention to it listening carefully.

"Maybe we should leave too then--" She hinted before I hushed her, putting my finger to my lips. Her eyes slowly widened, standing like a statue.

I started walking towards the sounds while she stood exactly where she was, watching me with her hand over her mouth in fear. I stopped at the wall, cautiously peaking over to see the back glass door cracked open, the door moving back and forth from the fall breeze outside making the thudding noises. I noticed the curtains drawn over the glass.

"W--What is it?" Aliza stammered, in a loud whisper to me.

I gulped looking back, gesturing for her to stay where she was. I in took a deep breath, slowly walking over to the door. I quickly shut it firmly, hearing it lock automatically. I shut my eyes in relief, but felt liquid on my hand. I slowly pulled my hand away, seeing a red substance from the door knob. My face cringed in horror and disgust. My eyes then caught the glass covered by the curtain stained with the same crimson liquid, which I knew was blood. My shaky hand grasped the curtain swiftly pulling it to the side and my breath hitched, terror overtaking my features seeing what was in front of me.

Written in thick blood on the glass was "Scared Yet?"

"Niall!" I scream, practically stumbling away with Aliza hot on my heels but not before hearing her scream in return probably seeing what made me just as fearful.

I heard feet pounding to the ground towards us, and Niall whipped around the corner the shot gun up in alert but quickly lowered it when seeing me.

I ran into Nialls arms my hands smudging the blood on his white shirt, tears starting to spill from my eyes.

His free arm hooked around my waist, "What happened?" he commanded urgently.