Y/n: You wake up in a bed. 'What happened? All I remember is being on the floor with-GRAYSON! Where's Grayson?' You look over at a sleeping body and sigh in relief. Grayson is okay, you see him take another breath and let it out. You see that his shirt is back on. 'That's strange, I don't remember him putting his shirt back on either...' Your thoughts are interrupted by a sound down the hall. You look outside and see a shadowy figure walking towards you. The body doesn't look like James...or Emma... You scream, realizing that Grayson was right! 'There's an intruder, WHAT DO I DO?' You look at Grayson again, he's awake now.
Grayson: "Whaa?"
Y/n: Grayson wears the same confusion on his face as you did when you first woke up. 'Wait, if he didn't bring us in here. Who did?' You snap out of your thoughts. 'This isn't the time, I need to figure out who that is coming towards us.'
"GRAYSON! THERE'S AN INTRUDER! WHAT DO WE DO?" Grayson stares at you in shock and horror.
Grayson: "Call the cops, I'll take care of it."
Y/n: 'How is he so calm right now?' You think to yourself. You realize that you're an idiot for not calling the police in the first place. You reach into your pocket. 'That's weird, I thought I put my phone in my pocket.' You look around again in confusion. "Uhh...Gray?"
Grayson: "Yea?" Grayson is now standing by the door, looking out at the shadowy figure. He's nearer now, almost to your door. Grayson is ready to attack the intruder, he has a glass lamp in his hand.
Y/n: "My phone's gone!" You say in a rush. You focus on your breathing so you don't hyperventilate. "Gray. WHERE IS MY PHONE?"
Grayson: Still looking out the door, Gray asks you, "Did you leave it in the hallway?"
Y/n: "Ugh, probably. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALL THE POLICE?" You calm yourself again, freaking out won't help the situation. You start to silently cry from the stress.
Grayson: "It'll be okay, I'll knock them out with the lamp and then we'll start running."
Y/n: Okay, let's go to the left. I'm pretty sure that way is the way to the living room. There's a phone in there, right?"
Grayson: "Yes. THEY'RE HERE. IN THREE. TWO. ONE."
Y/n: It all happens so fast. Grayson slams the lamp onto the figure's head. They scream in pain as the glass shatters into a million pieces.
Unknown: "OWW, FUCK! SHIT GRAYSON!"
Y/n: You recognize that voice. You and Grayson both look on in shock as the bloodied figure comes into the light. You cry out in horror. Grayson just shattered a glass lamp on his brother.
