Chapter 2
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud noise downstairs. It occurred to me that my 'mom' had said she wouldn't be back until 5:30pm but it was only 4:45pm. My 'dad' was on a business trip.
I cautiously made my way down the stairs. There was another loud noise, this time it sounded like a crystal glass being smashed.
I started to rethink but I was down two flights of stairs without my brain realizing - which, by the way, is usual "me" behaviour. I entered the living room / dining room and no one was there. Another smash. How many frickin' glasses did this guy need to smash?
I could definitely tell that smash was from the kitchen.
I needed to go back. I couldn't. I just wouldn't let myself live with the house being burgled - or whatever was happening.
I opened the white painted door without ease as I was scared the suspect was armed - and we all know that it would not look pretty if I had a big hole in my chest.
Standing in the middle of the kitchen was a beautiful, godlike creature. He was just standing there. Utterly unaccompanied . Utterly innocent. Utterly still.
Unthinkably I moved towards him. I felt a sharp pain and then I did something I'd never done I my life - I fainted.