My mum is a nurse and works night shifts, my older brother and i are used to being home alone at night. My bestfriend came over for a sleep over, so heck yeah! Girls night! We banished my brother to his basement bedroom but i check up on him at around midnight. He was out like a light. I lock up shut the house down and text my mum that the house is all done and that we will see her in the morning. My friend and i hang out in my upstairs bedroom and decide to turn on my computer and watch the popular web series the most popular girls for those who dont know it check it out its pretty hilarious. Anyway we hear someone trying to strifle laughter outside the door as we were watching this. My friend Beth pauses the video and we hear someone trying not to laugh i threw a stuffed animal at the door and yell "fuck off Dawson, go back to bed" and then footsteps go down the stairs to the ground floor not the basement, ground floor. I grabbed my phone and text him to stop lurking in the hallway but see a few missed texts from him, they are as following:
12:30 hey mum said to stay in the house at night dumbass
12:23 can u stop banging around up stairs, some of us actually have to sleep
12:25 thanks there is a sprite in a mini fridge by the way
I immediately get kinda spooked because we never left the house and we were up stairs in my room by 12:15. I called my brother's cell phone and waited for him to pick up he did, sounding groggy. "This better be important " he said
I frantically explained what had happened still watching this to be an elaborate joke he was trying to pull. He was quiet for a moment and then finally spoke, and i will never forget what he said.
"Open your window, get on to the roof take your phones and go across to dr.Tom's house. Call the police on your way and after that, call mum and remember, i love you and i love mum and dad a lot okay, go now!"
He hung up and im crying as i push beth out onto the roof she having heard the convosation is already dialing 999 as she climbs down. I linger inside for a minute and start hearing crashes like breaking glass and furniture. She yells for me to come on so i escape out the window and we bash on dr.Tom who is my mum's co-workers door. He's awake being a nightshifter on his day off and lets us in he knows my brother is in serios trouble so he wakes up his wife and tells us to stay with her, grabs the gun from his bedside table and heroically runs out wearing pyjama bottoms and no shirt.
After what feels like forever there were sirens and yelling. Tom's seven year old daughter peeks out the window and tells me ther are cops taking a man from our house and there's also an ambulance outside on the street. I start bawling again thinking formsure that my brother was killed. Later my broter in tom filled in the gaps for me. Dawson knew since he was in the basement and underground that if he tried to escape the house he'd run into tne intruder on the ground floor, being very concept' with not many walls to hide behind, he being my brave big brother grabs the aluminum baseball bat from under his bed and make sure that Beth and i can escape before going to face whoever's in our house. Turns out that this dude was armed with a knife but my brother managed to bat it out of his hands. This intruder was crazy though and tried to attack Dawson instead of trying to escape, there was a struggle and they ended up knockinh a lot of things over before Tom ran in and grabbed this dude from behind holding a gun to his head then restrains him untill the cops showed up.
They brought an ambulance with them because Beth had told them that my brother was in there and could of gotten hurt.
Turns out that they did need the ambulance though, Dawson had broke the intruders hand 2 ribs and he suffered and severe gash on his leg, landing on a chunk of pottery that my mum insisted on keeping, and possibly had head traum. The man's in jail now for breaking and entering and a few other unrelated charges that we weren't told about, we're going to be notified when he's released.
Im so so proud of my big brother for being so brave, he wasn't injured, just a few bruises and scratches and was treated at the scene. He looked for how the guy got in and apparently one of the windows in the laundr room, attachedd to the ground floor could be opened, which we were not aware of. It takes a lot of propping to slide it in to the side and fit through and thats how he got into our house. He didnt have any of our valuables with him, even though we did have a lot of nice things that he would of for sure seen. Hd didnt even have a bag and nothing was out of place besides a few of my mum's things which really creeps me out. Im no suffering any nightmares or PTSD over it and neither is my brother, but Beth sadly is having a few issues with it. She's in counselling though and she'll be okay.
