Elizabeth's POV
The Police told us that they would find Blake and arrest him for breaking his restraining order. I still didn't feel better, I felt scared and sick to my stomach knowing that he broke into my house. My house is one of the few places where I still felt relatively safe. After when the police left, my dad grabbed a blanket and a pillow and slept on the floor of my room that night, "Just in case, Blake comes back."
I still didn't feel safe. Sorry dad. I don't think I ever will again.
Roger's POV
About an hour after Elizabeth fell back asleep, I laid on the floor of her room staring at the ceiling. The guilt eating me up on the inside and a million thoughts racing through my head. I turned over to my right side and finally let sleep overtake me.
I opened the door to the house to find the whole house a mess. Chairs were on the ground, papers were everywhere, couch cushions were out. It looked like a tornado went through the place. I heard a loud thud and a blood-curdling scream echoed through the house. I ran upstairs and found Elizabeth lying in the hallway, covered in blood gasping for breath. I felt like my heart was ripped out my chest, I ran over to her, bending down to gently place her in my arms. I rocked her back and forth, sobbing. I looked up and saw Blake standing there with a smirk on his face, "If I can't have her then no one can."
I opened my eyes and sat up with a jolt, I looked over and sighed with relief when I saw Elizabeth was still sleeping in her bed. "It's just a dream." I told myself, rubbing the sleep out my eyes. I stood up and woke Elizabeth gently and told her that she needed to get ready for school.