The intruder

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I woke to the sound of my door opening. I quietly and slowly reached under my pillow to grab my 9 inch blade. I could see the figure creep towards my bed, they had something in hand. They got closer and closer, and that's when I struck. Placing the cold knife against the invader's throat I demanded answers.

"who fucking sent you!" I yelled

"Zayden, zayden calm down it's me, Eric." He cried, dropping the plate of breakfast that he had just made for me.

My muscles relaxed, "Jesus dude don't do that, like are you trying to get yourself killed?"

I lowered my knife.

"No, but I made you breakfast," he responded.

i looked at him, "You made me breakfast, but how the hell did you get inside this house?" I questioned.

"the front door was unlocked," Eric replied.

I paused.

"Stay here," i demanded. Grabbing my 12 gauge shotgun underneath my bed.

"Zayden what are you....."

"Shhhhh," i demanded.

I quietly snuck around my room to the door, opening it silently and then stepping out into the hallway. To my left was the upstairs and to my right the living room. I turned to my left and crept upstairs. Someone else was in my house, and I know it wasn't my parents cause they are away on vacation. I reached the top step and crouched looking into the room at the top. The door was open. I got up and went to the frame of the door, turning off gun safety. I quickly pumped it and came in the room aiming my weapon at the bed. Nothing. I made my way to the closet and opened it, rummaging through the clothes. Nothing, but I did find a dildo and some condoms hiding on the shelf above. I laughed a little. I put the gun to my side and started to turn around. That's when I heard a creak coming from outside the room. I put it back up and ran to the door frame. 

"Zayden chill it's me again!" cried Eric.

"Damnit dumbass I told you to stay in my room!" I yelled.

"Well I did for a little bit and then decided to help you, I swept the rest of the house." He said.

"Even the basement?" I asked.

"ughhhhh, no" he said.

"god damnit," I pushed Eric to the side and ran down the stairs just in time to see the front door slam shut and the basement door open.  "Fuck!" I yelled.

Eric came down the stairs, "go after them," i yelled, handing him my shotgun. He nodded and ran out the door. i sighed and made my way downstairs to my basement. i had to find out what was stolen. When i reached the bottom of the stairs I rushed over to my table, that held the weapon I was working on. It was gone.

I pushed everything off the table and cried in anguish. 

They took it, the one thing that was gonna keep my friends and I safe.

I clenched my fists and my jaw. Someone was going to pay.

I stormed back up the stairs and sat on my couch waiting for Eric to get back, hopefully with the news of a persons death and the item retrieved. I was pissed. Way beyond just pissed actually, I was royally fucking pissed. I stared at the door waiting for Eric to come back. After about 15 minutes I heard the doorknob rattle and saw the door open. Eric walked in. 

"did you get them?" I asked.

He handed me back my shotgun, "no," he replied.

"well did you see the intruder?" I questioned.

"well I didn't see her face," Eric stated.

"she?" 

"Yup," He replied.

"well how do you know it was a she?" I asked.

"easy, the way she ran, her body type, posture, the clothes she was wearing" he said.

"Well you learned at least something from me," I said.

Eric looked at me with an annoyed expression on his face. He sighed.

"how are we gonna catch her?" he asked.

"I'm gonna need time to think about that one chief," I said.

"Alright well we have all day to think about it,"

"Yea I know......hey what do you think about coffee?" I asked.

"Zayden I don't think we should be worried about my interest in coffee?" Eric responded.

"Well it helps me think," I stated.

"Are you sure we should be leaving the fort behind after what just happened?" Eric asked.

"Lol who said we were leaving," I laughed.

"oh ok," Eric said.

"So you want some or no?" i asked.

"I'm good," he replied





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