Prom Night - E.G.D [COMPLETED]

Part Ten: Danielle's POV

After the crashing sound, I'm sure he would wake up. He had to. If he does, will I make it? Will I make it out of this living hell alive? I understand I haven't been here that long and there is worse, but if I don't try and make it out now, I may never will. I could end up doing who knows what. I don't want to know...I hear a door creak as I jump, looking around in the windows and the house, seeing if it's him. It is...he yells out, "Who's there?!" David has a golf club in his hand, looking around with that evil look. Tears form in my eyes once again, I start shaking badly and cover my mouth so I don't make any more noise that he could hear. As he looks around the front, I hear him saying something to himself, it sounds like he's cussing or something. Who knows. David soon runs back inside to make sure no one got into his house when he was outside looking around. Eventually, he ends up in the room he put me in, tied up to a chair. I hear the loudest, most craziest scream I have ever heard then he starts cussing really loud. "Fucking shit! This bitch! She's going to get it!" He screams out.

I try to find a hiding spot, running behind this pile of wood as quick as I can, covering my mouth as I cry out quietly, shaking some as I hope she just doesn't find me. "Please..." I whisper to myself. Hoping Ethan just comes walking up right now to save me.

"Where are you?! Huh? I know you're still here!" He yells out and smirks, swinging the golf club in his hands. "If you come out now...I'll let it slide. But if you don't and I find you...you would've wish you just stayed put!" David laughs and rubs his face gently, "Your choice! I could care less either way." He kicks the gravels and looks around, waiting for me to come out but I won't. I won't let this idiot get me, manipulate me. I won't let it happen. I'm making it out of here. One way or the other. I'm determined to fight.

David chuckles and shakes his head, "Ahh...you must think I'm stupid or something. Come on! If I was stupid, you would still be at your little prom or whatever." I cry quietly as my stomach tightens. At this point, I could just puke. You don't know how scared I am. Who knows what this man is capable of and what he's done in the past. I'm sure I'm not the only one he's tortured because he knows what he's doing. I know it.

"Alright." He says, starting to walk around with the club rested on his shoulder and in his hand, "You made your choice. Now it's time to live up to it, bitch." He says, looking around for me, behind trees, bushes, a run down truck, under the broken porch. Everywhere he could, he would look. He just hasn't came this way yet...but when he does...I'm ready. I look around for some type of weapon, just something to help me. I know he has to have something here, look at all this junk. I keep looking and looking until finally a shovel catches my eye. It's old but it'll do. But the problem is, it's in the open against a tree. If I get out to get it now, he will see me. I try to sit there, watching him carefully and thinking of what the hell to do. Should I risk it?

( I'm trying to keep you on the edge of your seat! Haha, hopefully I have or am. Also, I really hope you are liking this story! Do you think she will get away? - Amber )