"LISTEN IF YOU DON'T COME OUT WE-"
"shut up! i think i heard voices!" the other man interrupted.
shit.
Ace continued snarling as the men were tracking us down.
i could feel my heart beating at almost 105 beats per minute. i felt a shiver go down my spine. i was shaking, putting my arms around my knees. Jonah was peeking through the line between the closet doors to see if they came in. when he looked back he noticed me, sitting there like a frightened seven year old.
"hey, i know this is scary. but i'm here, i'll keep you safe." he said, sounding like my dad.
i threw myself into his arms. this felt like the fifth hug already. i felt his arms hug me back, and i could feel tears building up in my eyes. Jonah must've felt his sweatshirt getting wet because he hugged me tighter, as if that would make the tears stop.
instantly, i heard loud knocks on my door. my room door. tears were falling out of my eyes almost like a waterfall, and i was shivering and sweating even more. i hugged Jonah even more that there was nothing between us anymore.
"OPEN THIS DOOR! WE KNOW SOMEONE'S IN HERE!" one of the men yelled.
the knocks turned into banging, and after a minute, those bangs turned into the sound of my doorknob unlocking, leading to two men standing in the doorway of my room. two men who i didn't even know, and who were capable of killing Jonah and i. i could hear loud footsteps creaking on the wood floor of my room. they were walking around, trying to figure out where we could be. i heard them searching my bed and opening drawers. i saw a shadow underneath the closet doors, meaning they were looking under my bed as well.
the second i heard footsteps coming towards the closet, i also heard my dog bolt into my room, growling and barking. i heard him viciously biting one of the men. but it wasn't the one coming towards us. the man being attacked by Ace was yelling at the other one to help him, but he didn't give a shit. instead, the closet door opened, revealing my room and a man standing directly in front of us, with a mask on his face and a gun in his hand, which made me scream the moment i saw it.
⚠️THIS PART IS A TINY BIT VIOLENT AND KIND OF SAD ⚠️
Jonah shot up from the closet floor and started yelling. i've never heard him yell like this before.
"DON'T TOUCH HER!" he said, defending me.
the man pushed him and was right in front of me again. i screamed even louder and took the knife out from beside me, holding it up. he held his gun up and i went deeper inside my closet, avoiding it. he shot it, and the bullet went into the wall. Jonah went back in front of him, and before he could say anything, he was pushed down against the wall, causing him to fall back into the closet. he was holding his arm, which must've gotten hurt when he fell.
"Jonah are you okay?" i asked him, still crying.
he didn't say anything, he just stood back up again.
"NO THEY'LL HURT YOU AGAIN!" i yelled, trying to make him sit back down, but it was too late.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY YOU ANNOYING KID!" the man pushed him back again and i had enough of this, it was my turn. i stood up and started yelling too.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" i tried to yell as loud as i could, but the crying made my throat hurt, and i felt like crying even more now. the man turned around to face me and i saw his fist come up. it was coming my way.
"NO!" Jonah yelled and threw himself in front of me. he didn't do anything. the man's fist hit him. in the face. Jonah fell to the ground and i screamed again. the man kicked the back of my leg, i fell to the ground as well but i sat back up on my knees. i saw a tear fall from my eye onto the floor, beside Jonah. i looked at him, he was unconscious, lying on the hard, wooden, floor of my bedroom.
"no! Jonah! wake up!" i was shaking him. just then i heard sirens wailing. they were finally coming down my street.
