You’re currently lying in bed, waiting for your boyfriend, Justin, to come inicial when tu suddenly hear a sound come from downstairs. Thinking nothing of it, tu bury your head into the book again - figuratively speaking, of course. It was a book Justin had gotten tu for your birthday and when tu finally got to lectura it - tu just couldn’t stop. Your body tenses when another sound is heard. Normally, you’d blame it on the perrito, cachorro tu and Justin had bought about six months hace but since he was ‘visiting’ Pattie, tu couldn’t. Marking the page tu had been reading, tu place the book on the bedside mesa, tabla and actually focus on listening now.
tu yelp quietly when there’s yet another sound and this time it wasn’t the old house and tu knew that tu had turned the TV off. This time, it tu are almost absolutely positive that it was a sound of a vase falling to the floor. Realizing this, tu begin to chew on your bottom lip. There is someone in the house. And you’re inicial alone. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable, tu ponder about being quiet o actually confronting the intruders. They probably thought that there was nobody inicial considering tu had turned off most of the lights before going to cama - like Justin had told tu to do before he left for work. When he kissed tu goodbye, he had whispered; “Turn off the lights before tu go to bed. I’ll be right up with tu anyway and we can make sweet amor together. How does that sound, huh?” He had teased, with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.
Hearing a door downstairs slam, tu squeal - startled - and instinctively grab for your phone. tu turn of the lectura light when tu remember that the door is open and if the intruders decide to come upstairs to take a look, they would obviously see the light shining through. Using your phone as a flashlight, tu slowly unwrap the covers from your body. tu walk toward the door, as lightly as tu can, and sneak a peek downstairs. Your breath catches in your throat when tu clearly see two shadows moving around.
Swallowing back a sob, tu clutch your phone and practically crawl away from the door. tu make your way to Justin’s side of the bed, the one furthest away from the door, and curl up on the floor - hopefully out of sight. With trembling fingers, tu puñetazo, ponche in the number and bring it up to your ear. It rings and rings and tu silently pray that he picks up. Pick up, pick up, pick up! Please, pick up?
“Hello?” His voice crackles through the phone and tu catch yourself from letting out a sigh of relief. “Babe, tu there?”
“J-Justin?” It comes out as a pregunta as tu break down. Sob after sob escapes your mouth and tu try your best to bite them back. tu couldn’t afford to let the intruders hear you. “Babe? Babe, what’s wrong?” Justin asks concerned. Hearing tu break down like that is hard for him, especially when he isn’t there.
“I-I think there’s someone in the house…” tu sob, your voice trembling. tu hear Justin’s sharp intake of breath and tu imagine him running a hand over his mouth. “Baby… I need tu to hide for me, okay? Go somewhere safe.” tu nod to yourself, before letting him know that you’re already out of sight. tu feel your breath quicken when there is another bang heard downstairs. “Stay there. Don’t make a sound. I promise, I’ll be inicial as soon as I can, okay? I’ll come home, baby. Everything’s gonna be alright. I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re gonna be okay, [Y/N]. tu hear me?” When tu don’t answer, he pressures tu until tu do. “Do tu hear me, [Y/N]? You’re gonna be okay.” “I-I’m scared, Justin…” tu whimper out and tu hear Justin sigh deeply.
“I know, baby, I know. Alfredo is calling the police now. I’m on my way, okay? I’ll be there soon, I promise. tu just have to be quiet and don’t move. Sit where tu are. I’ll come inicial to you, babe.”
And he did. Not even fifteen minutos after hanging up with you, there was a big slam downstairs and lots of shouting. tu sit tight on the floor - just like Justin told you, hands around your knees as tu sway back and forth. tu use this as a technique to calm down but it isn’t working too well because tu have no idea what is going on downstairs. Suddenly, a pair of arms snakes around tu and Justin hugs tu tight to his chest. Stroking your hair, he soothes tu with a gentle voice.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m here. You’re okay. You’re safe. We’re okay.”
tu yelp quietly when there’s yet another sound and this time it wasn’t the old house and tu knew that tu had turned the TV off. This time, it tu are almost absolutely positive that it was a sound of a vase falling to the floor. Realizing this, tu begin to chew on your bottom lip. There is someone in the house. And you’re inicial alone. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable, tu ponder about being quiet o actually confronting the intruders. They probably thought that there was nobody inicial considering tu had turned off most of the lights before going to cama - like Justin had told tu to do before he left for work. When he kissed tu goodbye, he had whispered; “Turn off the lights before tu go to bed. I’ll be right up with tu anyway and we can make sweet amor together. How does that sound, huh?” He had teased, with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.
Hearing a door downstairs slam, tu squeal - startled - and instinctively grab for your phone. tu turn of the lectura light when tu remember that the door is open and if the intruders decide to come upstairs to take a look, they would obviously see the light shining through. Using your phone as a flashlight, tu slowly unwrap the covers from your body. tu walk toward the door, as lightly as tu can, and sneak a peek downstairs. Your breath catches in your throat when tu clearly see two shadows moving around.
Swallowing back a sob, tu clutch your phone and practically crawl away from the door. tu make your way to Justin’s side of the bed, the one furthest away from the door, and curl up on the floor - hopefully out of sight. With trembling fingers, tu puñetazo, ponche in the number and bring it up to your ear. It rings and rings and tu silently pray that he picks up. Pick up, pick up, pick up! Please, pick up?
“Hello?” His voice crackles through the phone and tu catch yourself from letting out a sigh of relief. “Babe, tu there?”
“J-Justin?” It comes out as a pregunta as tu break down. Sob after sob escapes your mouth and tu try your best to bite them back. tu couldn’t afford to let the intruders hear you. “Babe? Babe, what’s wrong?” Justin asks concerned. Hearing tu break down like that is hard for him, especially when he isn’t there.
“I-I think there’s someone in the house…” tu sob, your voice trembling. tu hear Justin’s sharp intake of breath and tu imagine him running a hand over his mouth. “Baby… I need tu to hide for me, okay? Go somewhere safe.” tu nod to yourself, before letting him know that you’re already out of sight. tu feel your breath quicken when there is another bang heard downstairs. “Stay there. Don’t make a sound. I promise, I’ll be inicial as soon as I can, okay? I’ll come home, baby. Everything’s gonna be alright. I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re gonna be okay, [Y/N]. tu hear me?” When tu don’t answer, he pressures tu until tu do. “Do tu hear me, [Y/N]? You’re gonna be okay.” “I-I’m scared, Justin…” tu whimper out and tu hear Justin sigh deeply.
“I know, baby, I know. Alfredo is calling the police now. I’m on my way, okay? I’ll be there soon, I promise. tu just have to be quiet and don’t move. Sit where tu are. I’ll come inicial to you, babe.”
And he did. Not even fifteen minutos after hanging up with you, there was a big slam downstairs and lots of shouting. tu sit tight on the floor - just like Justin told you, hands around your knees as tu sway back and forth. tu use this as a technique to calm down but it isn’t working too well because tu have no idea what is going on downstairs. Suddenly, a pair of arms snakes around tu and Justin hugs tu tight to his chest. Stroking your hair, he soothes tu with a gentle voice.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m here. You’re okay. You’re safe. We’re okay.”
