Hey sorry it took so long
She turned and saw the water rising. She had to get out of the house before it gave way. She looked and saw that the water was already up to her waist. How long would it take before she drowned. She looked for a way out, but there was none. She saw many different objects floating around and knew there had to be something she could use. She groped under water for anything. She felt something long skinny and made of steel or metal. She grabbed it and brought it up out of the water. It was a crowbar. She smiled. She half ran half swam back to the steps and started up them. She slipped at the top and tumbled back down. She lost the crowbar. She hit her head off the banister and fell under water. She clawed her way through the water and back to the surface. She gasped for air and then frantically searched for the crowbar. She couldn't find it.
She dove underwater and felt with both hands. She couldn't feel anything. She suddenly felt in in her fingers. She grabbed at it and then surfaced. She stood on her tiptoes to see through the debris littered water. She saw the top of the steps and made her way there. As she reached the top the house creaked. She stopped barely breathing. It moaned and groaned and made strange noises. She panicked. She started to pry the door open with the little strength she had left. She heaved and finally made some progress the door cracked right down the middle. She used the crowbar as a bat and then hit the door again and again. It finally broke and she crawled through the tiny hole. She stood and felt the floor sway and groan beneath her feet. She ran light on her feet to the living room. She turned the corner. He was there, sitting in the chair looking out the window. She stood in the doorway her hatred seeping.
"You bastard," she whispered.
He jumped and looked at her. "Well maybe you're not such a baby after all,"
"You killed Steve," she accused.
"He had it coming," he argued.
"I hate you," she screamed lunging at him.
He caught her and threw her down. She hit the floor with a thud. He came over and kicked her again and again. She pulled herself up, but he stepped on her back and pushed her back down. She groaned under the weight of his foot and she heard and felt the floor shake. He laughed and took his foot off. She rolled over on her back and looked up at him. He went to step on her throat when she grabbed his boot and twisted it as hard as she could. He yelped and lost his balance. He fell over and hit the floor sending a crack all the way up it. She stood up and walked over to him. She landed a few good kicks into him when he grabbed her foot and pulled it out from under her. She fell and he grabbed her.
"Maybe, I'll do what I did to you again," he said getting on top of her.
Her eyes widened. She looked at how he was positioned and saw that he was only on her shins. She brought her knee up and hit him in the crotch. He gasped and grabbed his crotch. He got up and swayed around the room. She got up and followed him, she knew what she had to do. She grabbed his hair and pulled his face to look at hers. She brought back her fist and punched him in the nose. He staggered backwards and she followed ready to hit him again when he suddenly grabbed her. The floor lurched and gave way. They fell into the basement.
He grabbed her and forced her head under water. He held her there for a few moments when she started swinging and thrashing. She hit him in the crotch again and again until he had to let go. She came up gasping for air and then saw him his eyes were shut in pain. She jumped on his head and her weight put him under water. She would have had him until a huge piece of floor fell and hit her back. She yelled and fell into the water. He came up. She saw huge pieces of floor fall into the water. She dodged them and kept her eyes on him. Suddenly she felt something bump into her back. She turned around to see Steve's body floating in the water. She screamed.
"Do you think it's all over?" he questioned looking at her.
She didn't answer. She just backed away from him she had run out of ideas. She was going to be backed against the wall at any minute. She prayed for God to give her strength and forgiveness. He kept coming.
She hit the wall just as she planned and he pulled out a gun.