I lay down on my bed and prop my leg up. I finished my boring homework and had recorded a solo video of me playing getting over it. I broke my chair.... And the wall. I hear my crutches tople to the floor after I get comfortable. I sigh and close my eyes accepting my fate of being stuck on the bed too tired to get up and pick them up. My eyes snap open hearing my front door unlock and open. I didn't give anyone a key to this place. I panicked and slid off the bed quietly and hid in the crawlspace in my closet. I peak through a small hole in the wall as I hear someone moving around. I spot something peak into my room and the move on. "Y/N?!" I nearly choked and slid further into the crawlspace and pull out my phone and call up Luke. He answers and I quickly hush him. "Hey?"
"Shhh"
"you okay?"
"No"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm scared.... It's my Ex.... He followed me here. That son of a bitch...."
"Where are you?"
"Hiding."
"Stay put me an Jonny'll be over in a minute."
I then hear the cock of a gun from Luke's end.
"Luke?"
"What?"
"Was that a gun?"
"..... Maybe....."
"Luke!" I shout whisper.
"I ain't gonna shoot nobody. We're jus gonna intimidate the guy. Aint no body is gonna mess with my future sister in law." He then hangs up.
I could hear him digging around my shit for what felt like forever. I even felt my bed hit the wall. thankfully it probably now hid the crawlspace. Suddenly a fist went through the drywall a foot or so above my head. I hear him scream and storm into another room
I hear the front door open again. "Hey Fuckwad in Y/N's House!" I hear Jon yell. Suddenly I hear a gunshot. I scream as I hear another one. I drop my phone and cover my ears. Everything goes quiet as I wait. soon the deafening silence is replaced by the sounds of sirens and Jon's voice calling my name. "Y/N?! Y/N?! Please answer me!" "She's probably in shock Jon.." I hear Luke say. "so calm down and help me move this damn bed back on it's frame." I hear the bed thunk back down onto it's frame and then the light of the crawlspace door opening and the sweet face of Jon looking at me and smiling softly. "There ya are ya goober." he crawled in after me and helped me out. Though he covered my eyes as he lead me out of my house. "D-Did you shoot him?" I ask. Jon sighs. "Kinda had to... dick head shot at me first. though definitely a lousy shot. hit the wall no where near me." he settled me down in his car. "You're staying with me." he said in a mock stern voice. letting me know I could easily tell him otherwise whenever I wanted. I laugh. "thanks... I dunno if I wanted to be alone anyways..." he smiles and brings us back to his place. even helped me get comfortable on his couch. "Guess I should tweet out that I'm not gonna be posting much shince my house is now a crime scene...." Jon laughs. "if you want to. why don't you take a nap first." at that I yawned. "Yeah... that seems like a smart move." and with that I curled up to nap.
