Hostage//Dolan Twins 👀

Intruder🔪//Chp.3

Before I start I added this picture trying to show u guys what her/your house looked like so u have a better idea 😂 The red dot is her bedroom btw 💞

Your POV

The twins just left my house and it was already dark. I started getting ready for bed at around 11:30pm.

Meanwhile I was in the shower I kept hearing a voice and small banging noises. It was a males voice. "Hello?" I called out as I walked out of the bathroom in only a towel. I didn't hear anything so I continued doing what I was doing.

I put on a purple oversized tee-shirt and black underwear. By then it was 12:30am. There was school tomorrow so I figured I should probably get some sleep. I put my phone on my bedside table and went to turn off my light.

I climbed into my queen sized bed and pulled the white sheets over my body. I turned to my side to try to get comfortable. My eyes were starting to shut but I suddenly heard a noise.

My eyes went wide open and I got the sensation I wasn't alone. I slowly turned and didn't see anything, but was it because it was dark? Or was it because nothing was there? I brushed it off my shoulder and tried to fall back asleep.

About a minute later I heard more noises. This time though I felt a gust of wind after the noise. I grabbed my phone and sat up KNOWING I wasn't just "hearing" or "feeling" things. I knew I wasn't alone.

I turned on my phone. 12:46am. I felt the need to text someone because I was scared and I didn't feel safe at all. Grayson. Grayson was the first person to come to mind so I quickly opened I-messages and found his contact which read "Gray 😝💜".

I saw someone move across my hallway. My heart started racing. I immediately started texting Gray. "Grayson"-Send. I started typing another sentence when someone put a bag over my head.

They grabbed my phone and I heard it being destroyed. I screamed. Loud. I yelled kicked and punched with all I had in me. It was a guy since I heard him grunting and struggling to keep me in his arms.

Since I knew it was a male I kicked him in between the legs and he yelled in pain. I quickly took the bag off my head and I ran out of my room. He was right behind me so I had no choice but to go into the bathroom.

I closed the door and locked it, I then turned on the lights. I leaned against the door out of breath which wasn't a good idea because I then felt a sharp pain in the back of my leg. I screamed in pain.

The man had stabbed me with a knife through the door. It wasn't a deep cut but it was still bleeding. A few drops of blood hit the floor. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and tied it around my leg to slow down the bleeding.

He wasn't at the door anymore but I heard things being thrown around the house. Was he looking for something specific? I have no idea.

I then remembered I have a gun in one of the draws in the kitchen. What if he finds it. That would be horrible. There was a window in my bathroom so I opened it and tried to climb out with my injured leg. Sharp pains filled my entire body as I tried to hold in screams. I was now in my backyard.

I limped to my fence and stacked things up to climb over it. It was going to be difficult because the top of my fence had spiky pieces of wood sticking out of it. I got over the fence even though I had gotten cuts and scrapes on my arms and some more on my legs.

As I ran/limped down my street I heard noises behind me that sounded like fast footsteps. The man. He found me and he was now chasing me down. I tried going faster but I couldn't.

I turned the corner of my street but by then it was too late. The footsteps were behind me. He threw a rock at my head and let's just say he has good aim.

The last thing I saw was a glimpse of the twins house before my vision went blurry and I hit the cold hard floor.