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It was Saturday night, Natalie was home alone and David was out filming with Jason. She was feeling a little bit under the weather, so she sat in her bed and watched a scary movie. Growing up, Natalie would look after her sisters while her parents were out, so being home alone back then, it didn't phase her. Now, home alone in a big house with a history of break ins, it made her feel a bit uneasy. The movie she was watching began to bore her so she decided to run a hot shower.
After her shower, Natalie walked out of her bathroom, the cold air hit her body making her shiver. Natalie didn't remember leaving her door open so David must be home, she thought to herself. She changed out of her towel and into a white oversized sweater and her favourite black bike shorts. She walked out of her bedroom and into the living room, it was pitch black. "David?" She yelled, no response.
She walked further into the living room and her feet began to sting, she pulled out her torch and quickly turned it on. She discovered broken glass covering the wooden floor, it was everywhere and in her feet, the pain was excruciating. Natalie was quick to realise that someone had broken in. Her eyes began to water as she walked with difficulty to the kitchen, blood followed her every step. She opened the closest draw to her and grabbed the first knife she saw. She lowered herself to the ground and covered her mouth to silent her breathing. Natalie didn't know where the intruder was, they could've been right beside her but she was too frightened to look.
A few moments had passed by, Natalie felt numb and her feet were as cold as ice. It was almost midnight, David should be home soon. Natalie tilted her head back and began to beg under her breath, "Please.. please". She heard footsteps nearby, her heart was beating out of her chest. She wasn't ready, she wasn't ready to stand up and she wasn't ready to fight back, her feet were bleeding too much. Natalie began to think of ways she was going to die: burnt alive, stabbed to the death, kidnapped and tortured. This made her even more frightened.
The front door swung open, it was David. He switched the lights on revealing the mess. His eyes darted to the blood covering the floor, he dropped his bags and instantly went looking for Natalie. "Natalie!" He yelled. "David? Is that you?". David followed the blood into the kitchen where he saw Natalie on the floor. "David?" She said in relief. She felt as if she was safe now that he was here. David bolted towards her. "What happened?". She struggled to speak and began to hyperventilate. He cupped her cheeks with his hands and looked her in the eyes. "Breathe.. Natalie, breathe". He started breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth, suggesting her to do it as well. She calmed down and told David everything that happened. He shuffled closer to her foot and traced his finger around the glass, she jerked her foot back. "I'm sorry" He said, "Call the police, I'm going to look for this asshole" He continued. He gave Natalie his phone and she called the police as he went looking for the intruder.
Natalie didn't realise how much David actually cared but little did she know, he cared a whole lot.
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I don't know why she had a torch and not her phone just go with it. Anyways, thanks for reading. <3
