The One For Me

The sudden crash coming from the kitchen in my tiny apartment caused me to jolt from my bed. My hand groggily reached over and grabbed the loaded hand gun and I lifted still shaken; I got from my bed and wobbled from my bed. The oak floorboards creaked softly beneath the intruders feet, startling me more. There wasn't much to my puny apartment , so why was someone breaking in? I shuffled over to my door and slowly opened it- there was a woman; lanky, with short cut wavy brown hair. I couldn't quite see her face; I just hoped she didn't want to kill me. I heard a soft hum coming from the women, it reminded me of a song that I can't seem to get out of my head.