Someone Is Inside
You’re home alone when your friend texts from outside: “Why is your bedroom light on?”
You’re home alone tonight. At least, you’re supposed to be.
11:47 PM. A floorboard creaks upstairs.
Your phone buzzes.
hey wierdo, I am outside.
looks like you have left your lights on
wait what?
I didn’t turn it on.
wait what do you mean you didn't turn it on
Fregote I'm literally standing in your driveway
the light is ON. your bedroom. I can see the curtains moving
Upstairs, the floorboard creaks again. Closer to the top of the stairs this time.
are your parents home???
Are you kidding me? I've been living in my own house for several years. *she looked at him*
I can see you through the kitchen window dude, yeah I'm serious
I'm not kidding about this
The light upstairs shifts. A shadow crosses the hall window, slow and unhurried.
ok I just saw something move up there
Fregote please tell me that's you
Well, I'm in the kitchen now.
no you're not. I can see the whole kitchen
it's empty
Above you, the footsteps stop. Right at the top of the stairs.
Fregote someone just walked past your bedroom window
I watched them cross it. there is someone upstairs with you
do NOT move ok. just listen to me
I'm calling the cops ok, just stay where you are
don't make a sound, don't go for the stairs
Your phone trembles in your hand. The kitchen feels very cold.
then don’t go upstairs.
For a second, the whole house is silent.
The bedroom light switches off.
For a moment, nothing happens.
Then you hear it.
Creak.
One step.
Another.
The footsteps come down the stairs one at a time. Slow. Testing each step.
Fregote I hear that too. I'm outside, I HEAR it
cops are coming but they're 8 minutes out
where are you right now???
The staircase is just off the kitchen. The footsteps reach the bottom. Then silence.
they stopped. why did they stop
The kitchen feels colder. Somewhere behind you, the fridge hums. Nothing else.
*she hid by the furniture, she took the gun out of her pocket, she reloaded the gun, she holds the gun in her calm hands*
You crouch behind the couch, gun steady in your hands. Your breathing is the loudest thing in the room.
ok good, hide. stay hidden
wait. the bedroom light just came back on
he went back UP?? why would he go back up
The house falls completely silent. No footsteps. No creaks. Nothing.
Fregote I can't see him in any window anymore
I don't like this. where IS he
Your phone buzzes again. Not Dion. An unknown number.
The message is three words: "don't turn around."
You grip the gun tighter. Behind you, the house holds its breath.
Fregote please say something, you're scaring me
Above you, a floorboard shifts. The unknown number is typing.
He’s coming downstairs.
and here we're
To be continued...
Comments
C Brown
that first line does a lot of work, good pick. would read a chapter 2 too
Olga Novak
Wait, so was Dion ever actually outside, or was that unknown number him the whole time?? I need chapter 2 like yesterday 😭
Dion<3
Look, I WAS outside. Whole time. Standing in that driveway watching some guy cross her bedroom window while she told me the kitchen was empty — that wasn't me texting from an unknown number, I don't do the mystery number thing when my friend's inside with a psycho. Whatever that was, it knew what was happening before I did, and that's the part I still don't like.