Chapter 44- Break In

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I jump into my bed, sending my cushions flying.

God, it's been a long day.

I wrap myself up in my duvet and pick up my phone, to look at my ignored messages and emails.

Lucia... scroll.

Lucia... scroll.

Alice. I click on it.

Lexi, would you let me move in if I was being evicted? It reads.

Are you being evicted? I text back.

She answers immediately even though it's past one in the morning.

No but hypothetically.

No then. I reply.

Then I click off our messages and continue to scroll.

Lucia.

Lucia.

Another Lucia.

Ugh why can't the lady take the hint that I don't feel like working today.

Something falls in the living room and I sit upright.

Do I really feel like getting out of my warm bed to check?... No.

I lie back down and then sit straight back up when I hear someone swear.

I drop my phone onto my night stand.

I push myself off my bed and tip toe to my bedroom door.

I crack it open and peer outside.

It's dark, just the way I left it, except that my flower pot is on the floor, broken and there is a man facing away from me brushing something off his thighs.

He bends over and I notice the gun.

I slap my hand to my mouth to muffle me gasping.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I'm going to die.

I push my door shut and sit on the floor.

I'm going to die.

Or, I'm going to get kidnapped.

Or I'm going to get kidnapped and killed.

I need to get up and do something, before any of those possibilities come true.

But right now, I physically can't get up. I can't breathe either.

My chest is tightening around my lungs and I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

I really don't want to die.

If I sit here and have this panic attack, I might hyperventilate to death.

I need Seb.

I take in a deep breath through my mouth, and then another, before pushing myself off the floor and pretty much running towards my phone.

I pick it up and sit on the edge of my bed.

I scroll down my call list till I reach Seb's name.

It rings.

And rings.

And rings.

He doesn't pick up.

My hands are shaking as I redial his number.

It rings out again.

I drop my hands and my phone into my lap and take a deep breath in.

In future, I've got to get my hands on a gun.

My phone buzzes in my lap and I pick it up and answer it.

'Hey.' Seb says into the phone groggily.

I would die for his voice if I wasn't about to be murdered.

'Seb.' I say quietly.

'Lexi?'

'Seb, there's someone in my apartment.'

'What?' He asks.

He still sounds half asleep.

'There's someone in my apartment.'

The other side of the phone is silent for a minute.

'Did you see them?' He asks.

He sounds more awake now.

He also sounds like he's a metre away from his phone.

'No.' I say 'They weren't facing me.' I take in another deep breath. 'Seb, they have a gun.'

I can feel the tears running down my face.

Why the fuck am I crying?

I wipe them off but my breathing has already begun to shorten and I'm breathing loud enough for Seb to hear.

'Baby it's okay. I'm coming, don't cry.' He says. His voice is drenched with worry and anger.

I hear a clicking sound, like he just reloaded a gun.

'Lexi, just stay in your room and lock the door. Stay quiet okay.' He says urgently.

I look towards the door, wide eyed.

I didn't lock it.

Fuck.

'Okay.'

I intended to say that quietly, but my voice just comes out weak.

'I love you.' He says into the phone before hanging up.

I bring the phone slowly from my ear and drop it onto the bed.

I stay rooted on the spot, my eyes trained on my door.

I can hear the floorboards creaking outside my room.

I take in a sharp breath, push myself off my bed and lock the door, just as the man on the other side of it knocks.

'Miss Camden.' He says in a sing-song voice. 'Open up.'

I back myself all the way to my headboard. I bring my knees under my chin and try my hardest to ignore the incessant knocking.

He's beginning to knock so hard that my door is shaking.

'I know you can hear me.' He hisses.

He shakes the door handle, and then takes to barging his shoulder into the door.

My heart is beating so fast and my breathing still hasn't calmed down yet.

'I know you're awake you bitch.' I hear him say.

Just as he says that, I hear my front door slam open and I hear the muffled sounds of Seb's voice from across my apartment.

The man slams into my door once more and I gasp as I hear the wood crack.

Then it goes silent, except for the odd grunt. Then the sound of three gunshots ring out.

I clamp my hand over my mouth to muffle the scream that left my mouth.

It's then that I feel the wetness on my cheeks.

Tears are streaming down my face. I have no idea when they started or why they won't stop but it seems like I was subconsciously panicking.

Now I'm very consciously panicking because I have no idea whether or not Seb is lying dead on the other side of the door.

I don't move from my seat and when I hear a light knocking on my door, I try to push myself further back into my headboard.

'Lexi it's me.' Seb says softly.

I let out a shaky breath that I didn't even know I was holding.

I practically throw myself at the door and unlock it.

When I open it Seb is standing there in grey joggers and a white vest. Both of which are covered in blood.

He drops his gun on the floor and steps towards me.

I wrap my arms around him, and I let the tears fall.

He kisses the top of my head. 'You're coming to stay with me baby, It's going to be okay.' He says gently.

I nod into his chest because right now, all I want is him and sleep.


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