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I quickly typed this up at work so apologies if it seems a bit rushed, i will try and fix it when i have time (which is never unfortunately)
The Strangers – Chapter 2
As the footsteps began to get louder and closer, Kurt began to tremble all over in fear. He kept his eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to look in the eyes of his intruder. Kurt felt the knife be taken out of his hand and drop on the floor, he tried to curl up in a ball to protect himself, but he felt a hand cup his cheek. Kurt let out a startled cry and backed further away until his back hit the metal of the bed frame, he tried to bat the hand away from his face, but he felt another pair of hands grip his wrist, stopping him from fighting back.
"Kurt!"
Kurt opened his eyes when he heard Blaine call his name. He was crouched down in front of him on his knees, a look of concern on his face. Blaine removed his hand from Kurt's wrists and cupped his other cheek; he waited for Kurt to calm down and to get his breathing back to normal until he crawled a little closer. Blaine looked down at the floor and saw all the broken glass and the small spots of blood on the wooden floor, he checked Kurt over to see where he was bleeding from. He looked down at the blood still leaking from Kurt's hand.
"Oh sweetheart," Blaine gently took Kurt's shaky and bloody hand in his and inspected the cut, luckily it wasn't too deep and there was no trace of glass embedded in the cut, but it kept bleeding nonetheless. Kurt just stared at Blaine, fresh tears filling in his eyes in relief as he was no longer alone. He watched as Blaine unwound the tie from his neck and carefully wrapped it around Kurt's hand and tied it in a knot. "What happened?"
Kurt sniffled and took a few deep breaths.
"They were out there Blaine. She kept knocking and she wouldn't leave me alone-"
"Whoa honey, slow down. Who was outside?" Blaine interrupted his rambling boyfriend.
"The-the girl from earlier. The one who knocked on the door. And, and there was a man wearing a mask, and I-I heard noises coming from inside the house." Kurt's voice was filled with tears and he was finding it difficult to speak to Blaine without bursting into more tears. "A-are they still ou-out there?" Kurt said, looking over behind Blaine, but he saw nothing.
"No sweetie, I must have scared them off when I came in with the car." Blaine explained. He looked down at all the glass on the floor that he and Kurt were practically sitting in. "Come on you; let's go in the living room." Blaine put his hands under Kurt's armpits and gently lifted him to his feet, mindful of his bandaged hand.
He took Kurt's hand and led him slowly out of the bedroom and into the living room, everything looked the same as it was when Blaine went to find Kurt, so nothing was out of place. Blaine walked over to the couch and helped his shaking boyfriend to sit down, as soon as he was seated; Kurt curled up into a ball and rested his chin on his knees.
"Kurt, I'm just going to get the car started, then we can leave. We'll find a motel or somewhere to stay tonight, okay?" When Kurt nodded quickly, Blaine kissed his forehead and walked over to the coffee table, where he left his keys. With the keys in his hand, he walked out of the door, but then paused. Blaine stared in shock as his car tires have been slashed, and his windshield smashed.
"Shit." He muttered under his breath.
In the distance, he could see a figure standing in the middle of the road. It was a very tall figure, whose neck was bent at an odd angle, as if he was looking at the house sideways.
"What do you want?" Blaine shouted at the figure. "Leave us alone."
Blaine was not expecting the figure to turn around and walk away towards the woods by the side of their house. Without registering, he ran back into the house.
Kurt remained in the exact position he was in when Blaine had left him. He had debated in his head whether to get changed out of his pyjamas, but he decided not to in fear of bumping into one of the intruders. His eyes were fixed on the door, where Blaine had walked out of, unblinking. He was afraid that if he blinked something would pop out in his line of view.
"Kurt?" he looks up and is surprised to see Blaine back already. "The tyres are slashed. We'll have to take my dad's mustang. Are you going to change into some clothes?" Kurt shakes his head. "Okay, let me just find our keys then we can go. Grab your phone and we'll call the police in the car." Blaine said hurriedly.
"I lost it." Kurt said quietly.
"Lost what?"
"My phone, I left it to charge over there, I turn around for a second then it's gone." Kurt said, pointing towards the fireplace.
"Okay, that's fine. I think mines in the kitchen. Can you get it for me?" Blaine said.
Kurt nods and stands up, he walks out to the kitchen but he can't find Blaine's phone anywhere. He checked the dining table, the work top, even the floor. Kurt sighs and walks out where he finds Blaine back in the living room, who was staring at the fireplace, eyes wide and white as a ghost.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asks, when he follows Blaine's line of sight towards the fireplace, he gasps.
"My phone." Blaine said, pointing at his phone, which was on top of the burning fire. "Come on, we're getting out of here."
Kurt tears his gaze away from the fireplace to Blaine. Neither of them have any ways of contacting the police except for the car, so that was really their only choice. Only wearing pyjamas and socks, Kurt shivered as the cold air swept through the air, he cuddled up to Blaine to get some heat as they walked down the path towards the garage. Blaine held Kurt's hand while the other hand was gripping the keys to Mr Anderson's Mustang. When they reached in the car, they got inside and Blaine checked the doors were locked and the windows were shut. Blaine was in the driver's side as Kurt sat in the passenger seat. He started the engine and slowly started to drive out of the garage. They were halfway up the path before they would make it to the road path when the car came to an abrupt halt. Kurt looks down to see Blaine's foot on the brakes, Blaine was staring straight ahead. When Kurt looked up he saw a girl wearing a Pin-Up mask standing in the way of the path, blocking their view, carrying a baseball bat.
Before Kurt and Blaine could move let alone speak, the masked girl raised the bat above her head and slammed it on top of the windshield, not enough for the glass to break and fall on them, but enough for the screen to shatter. They both cry out in shock.
They could barely see through the broken windshield, so Kurt wound down the window and poked his head out from it. A speeding car was coming towards them at a very quick rate. Blaine could see the bright headlights shining through the cracks in the window.
"Kurt!" Blaine said, pulling Kurt back into the car.
The car kept speeding towards them until it smashed into the front of their car, this time the glass did smash from the windshield and went flying at Kurt and Blaine, who covered their faces with their hands to stop the glass from flying at them. The force of the other car made the Mustang reverse back into the garage. As soon as both cars stopped, Kurt and Blaine didn't think twice before getting out of the smashed car and running back towards the house.
Kurt pushed Blaine in first and slammed the front door shut, locking it. They run into the bedroom but halt when they get through the door, when they see the words 'hello' all over the wall and the window. It was evident that the words were written from the inside of the house. Their in the house.
"D-does your dad have a g-gun?" Kurt asked shakily.
Blaine nodded and grabbed Kurt's arm, pulling him out of the room, back towards the living room. Kurt stood in the middle of the room while he watched Blaine scour through the book shelves; he had to get a chair to check the top of the shelf where he found his dad's old shotgun. Blaine hops down from the chair and starts looking for the small box where the shells are kept.
"Where does your dad keep the shells?" Kurt asks.
"I don't fucking know Kurt, that's why I'm trying to find them!" Blaine shouts as he turns back to look at Kurt.
Kurt flinches at Blaine's aggressive tone and shrinks in on himself, wrapping his arms around his stomach. Blaine turns back around and tries to find the shells until eventually; he finds them in a small wooden box behind his dad's cooking books. He empties the box and puts the shells in his trouser pocket. He turns back around to Kurt, who refuses to look at him. Blaine walks over to him and puts his hand gently on his cheek.
"Look, I'm sorry honey. I shouldn't be taking it out on you." Blaine says, he pulls Kurt towards him and plants a short but sweet kiss on his lips. Kurt is surprised at the action, but smiles and nods at him. "Now, let's go."
As they walk towards the front door, an axe suddenly breaks through the door. They both scream with fright and jump back away from the door. As the axe is removed leaving a gap between the doors, they can see the guy in the sack mask is trying to break through the door.
"Quick! The piano." Kurt calls to Blaine.
Together, they both heave the piano towards the door, hoping the weight of it will fend off the man for a while longer. Blaine and Kurt are pushing from both sides of the piano, Kurt at the front and Blaine at the back, the piano is successfully blocking the door, although the masked man is still trying to break through the door. Blaine enters a shell into the gun and raises it towards the gap in the door, Kurt hides behind him to not get in his way. Blaine fires the gun through the gap, stepping back at the action.
There was a long pause where nobody moved, and there wasn't any sound coming from outside, until suddenly, the axe fires through the door and lands on top of the piano. Blaine swears under his breathe, and Kurt pulls Blaine back and leads him to the hallway closet. As the door is getting broken through, they both sit on the floor sitting very close to eachother, Blaine emptying his pockets of the shells and putting them on the floor next to him, he starts to set the gun again. Kurt wraps his arm around Blaine's so their linked, and rests his cheek against Blaine's shoulder. Their both shaking as the banging becomes louder, then silence again. All the noise they could hear was of their heavy breathing.
Suddenly, the music player starts playing another unfamiliar country song very loudly, so that it echoes through the house, hiding the noises of the footsteps coming closer and closer.
ooohhh, was ganna happen? let me know what you think so far!
Only two chapters of this story left, i was originally going to have it as a really long one shot, but thought NAAAHHHHH because i'm lazy.
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