Chapter Six

In the bathroom I let the warm water pour down on my skin releasing my ever so knotted muscles. Ruckus out the door caught my attention. I quickly turned off the shower so I could listen better.

The house went quiet.

I shrugged it off. The moment I decided to turn the shower back on the noise came again, louder this time. It seemed it was coming from the kitchen like someone was ransacking the place.

Scared, I slowly got out the bath and wrapped my Berry-pink towel around my body. I stood in my room taking a glance to make sure my room was indeed empty. I reached under my bed for the baseball bat I always kept there.

I inhaled sharply as I felt its cold metallic touch against my fingers. I gripped on it hard, like my life depended on it. With each step, the wooden stairs creeked under my feet. I immediately regretted not getting clothed first before trying to act all brave.

I gasped as soon as I got to the kitchen, my palm shot up to cover my mouth. Blood drained from my face