Home Invasion

Shelby sprinted down the road as fast as her body could go. Time seemed to slow down for her, every step felt like an eternity. Tired and scared, Shelby turned around and looked at the road. Whatever it was that was chasing her was far behind and out of sight. Shelby, out of breath, continued ahead at a slower pace, her boyfriend’s house was just another block down the road. As she jogged along, she saw some eyes poking out of a bush. Startled she began to sprint again, nothing ran after her. Sweat dripped down her brow as she approached Dan’s porch, the porch light was on. Shelby slammed her fist onto the door repeatedly till she heard the door unlock. The door opened to Dave looking at her with a baffled face, “What the hell is wrong with you” he spat at her as if she was demented.

Panting she managed to let out the words, “someone’s … after … me …..”. Dave looked out the door to left and right and replied “I don’t see anyone”. Shelby realized that he obviously thought she was insane, so she pushed herself in the door and closed it behind her. Dave continued to stare at her speechless.

“Look I swear there was a man behind me like at most two minutes ago” She cried hoping he would believe her.

 “Well man or not, you’re welcome to stay” Dave replied.

Suddenly Shelby heard footsteps on the second story, she could tell Dave heard them too because he stopped to listen. “Are your parent’s home” she said calmly.

“No they’re in Santa Barbara” He replied with frightened tone. Dave began moving to the stairs opposite of the door. Shelby grabbed his shoulder but let him go, she just followed close behind as they crept up the stair together. Dave reached the top of the stairs; there was a room in front of him and a hallway running perpendicular to the stairs. He peered left and right down the hallway, it was dark and deserted. Dave lurked over to the hallway light switch and switched the light on quickly. Shelby watched Dave peek into the doorway opposite of the stairs and walk into the room. Shelby slowly followed him into the room, it was his room. Dave was searching relentlessly and then he looked at her, his face was disturbed. “My bat is gone”. Shelby continued to stare at him as he grabbed a golf club from his closet, she didn’t know what to say. “I left it by the door with the rest of my equipment and it’s just gone”. Dave walked over to the door and whispered to Shelby, “stay behind me and run if anything happens”. Dave took a left quietly down the hall.

Suddenly his own bat came swing at him through a door to his right. The bat directly hit the golf club and nearly snapping it in half. “Run Shelby RUN!”. Shelby sped back to Dave’s room and grabbed another club from the closet. By the time she got back out into the hall, Dave was on the floor in pool of blood. Over him was a man in black grunting, bloody bat in hand. Shelby didn’t even try to rush him, she just ran for the stairs. The man saw her run and sprinted after her. Shelby rushed down the stairs as fast as she could but when she hit middle of the stairway, she tripped. Everything was a blur, Shelby tried to push herself onto her feet but she could move her leg. She looked down at her leg and saw that her knee was dislocated, her leg was limp. She also thought she received a concussion from what she thinks was the railing because her vision blurred. The man must have heard her fall because he was slowly walking around the corner and down the stairs. Shelby panicked and started squirming towards the door. Shelby tried to reach for the door knob but she couldn’t lift herself up high enough. The man calmly walked up to her and pounded his foot onto her back; Shelby gave under his pressure instantly. Shelby slowly turned her head toward him, ‘It’s over, bye world’. All she saw was the bat and everything was black.