Unknown Visitors chapter 3
B.P.O.V.
Mike was driving my car, he was taking me home. I was too intoxicated to drive and he had been drinking too, but I had more than him. It was around 10:50 when he pulled into my driveway, I smelt like alcohol and I was still wearing my outfit from this morning. We both exited the car and Mike let me lean into his side for support so I wouldn't fall, he wrapped an arm around my waist and walked me to my door. After discovering that the door was some how unlocked I went inside and went straight to the living room and plopped onto the couch. Mike trailed behind me slowly and I turned onto my back to breath.
"I could have sworn I locked the door before I left." I slurred.
"There's some Ibuprofen in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, will you get me one and a glass of water too please?"
"Sure," he left the living room and I closed my eyes because the lights were making me dizzy. Wait, how in the hell did the light come on. I'm hallucinating.
"No more drinking for me," I said and I thought I heard a ghostly chuckle. Yeah definitely no more drinking.
"Here you go Bells, uh I was just wondering if I could stay here since I have no way of getting home?" Mike asked while I swallowed the pill and chased it down with some water.
"Yeah of course, we can stay in my parent's room. My bed won't be large enough for the both of us. There gone so don't worry, also you can borrow some of my father's clothes. I'm sure he wouldn't even notice there missing." I handed the glass back to him and he took it out into the kitchen then came back.
"Thanks, do you mind if I take a shower?" He asked.
"No Mike go ahead, now follow me and I'll get you some clothes." I got up and left the living room and went straight to the stairs, he followed behind me. After successfully making it up the stairs I went straight into my parent's room and looked through my dad's dresser drawer. I grabbed Dad's blue sweats and a white t-shirt, Mike was beside me when I handed them to him. When he left the room I went to mine and looked for clothes to wear. I decided I was going to take a shower in the morning. After listening to the shower run for a couple on minutes I began to change.
I took off my shirt and left on my bra then changed into a silky blood red tank top, I could have sworn I heard a moan when I was changing but I ignored it and continued to change. As I was changing underwear I heard it again so I stepped out into the hallway to see if Mike was any wear to be seen but the shower was still running. I hurried back into my room with a weird feeling so I hurried up and put on the short shorts, almost falling in the process. When I was finished getting dressed I went to my parent's room and got under the covers.
The water stopped running after a while and another couple of minutes Mike walked into the room with a fresh new set of clothes along with wet hair.
"I feel so much better now thanks Bella." He yawned and plopped down onto the bed before getting under the covers and getting comfortable.
"Welcome, goodnight Mike." I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly.
E.P.O.V.
I sat their for almost ten long ass minutes waiting for them to fall asleep, I hid in Bella's room where she changed and where I almost was caught. Because of her I had a hard on that wouldn't go away and to top it all off it hurt like hell to move too much. I have never been this hard for any of my victims. So I already new that this chase would be one hell of a game.
After they finally fell asleep I went looking for Jasper and Emmett, Jasper was asleep standing up in the bathroom closet.
"Jasper wake up." I whispered and he jumped then rubbed his eyes.
"I'm awake," he stammered with closed eyes.
"Where's Emmett?" I asked he shrugged at me with droopy eyes. I pinched him lightly on the shoulder and his eyes widened in a heartbeat.
"Come on then and help me find him," I turned to leave and I heard him following me quietly as I walked down the stairs.
Once I was down stairs I whisper yelled, "Emmett."
"In here in the kitchen," his quiet boomed voice boomed.
When we walked into the kitchen he was eating a PB&J sandwich, Jasper sat in a stool across from Emmett.
"What do we do now?" Jasper yawned then stretched.
"We wait for them for tomorrow and then we can have our fun," I smirked and they smirked back at me.
Emmett opened the fridge to get a can of pop for Jasper and himself, Jasper dropped his cane on the floor and picked back up immediately.
"Damn it Jazz," I hissed and he mouthed an "oops sorry." Emmett chuckled lowly and shook his head. Jasper opened his can of pop which made a loud 'squirting' noise and a loud 'POP'. Also to top off the worlds greatest disaster pop went all over the floor causing Emmett to fall and make a 'THUMP' when he hit the floor. After a couple of seconds we heard footsteps coming from up stairs and caused us all to curse loud, "SHIT!"
So we all scurried off into different directions to hide again, there was a broom closet for me to hide in so I quickly ran to that and closed the door behind me. After twenty seconds she entered the kitchen and I heard hr footsteps of her cleaning up Emmett's and Jasper's mess off the floor.
B.P.O.V.
I was actually sleeping peacefully until u heard someone or something making loud noises from down in the kitchen, so I put on my blue fuzzy slippers and went into the kitchen to find pop all over the floor and food on the kitchen counter.
That's very unusual.
After cleaning up the mess I wasn't tired any more and so I went into the living room to watch the Late at Night News on channel 3. Nothing interesting was going on but except for something about three prisoners escaping, I didn't hear the description because I fell asleep.
The next morning I had a killer headache and was seeing double at times so I could barely walk straight, I went up stairs to see if Mike was still their but he was gone.
"Humph, I guess he found a ride home." To help with my headache I went into the bathroom to take some aspirin, then went downstairs to get the mail I didn't get yesterday when I noticed Mikes shoes still at the front door. Huh? Ok what the hell is going on here?
After closing the door behind me I looked throughout the whole bottom floor of the house and he was no where to se found. My attention was brought to a rustling sound coming from up stairs, so I walked slowly up the stairs with a baseball bat in hand.
"Mike now is not the time to be scaring people. It's too early so come out."
Once I found out the noise was coming from my room I walked and stood outside the door and called his name again.
"Mike?"
"Mmmphhfmm," I heard a muffled noise coming from the other side of the door. I opened the door 2/4ths of the way to see Mike tied to a chair facing the door.
As I opened the door a little bit further he began to shake his head frantically back and forth, "mmhmm." My eyebrows raised in confusion.
"Mike what's wrong?" I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the tears run down my face. He only answered by shaking his head back and forth again in frustration.
When I opened the door all the way his eyes widened in fear and I heard a click followed by a loud 'BANG', suddenly a red substance went all over by tank top and face. Mike had a bullet hole in his fore head and was slouching forward with blood running down his shirt, I screamed as I took in the scene before me and dropped to my knees dropping the bat in the process.
I suddenly felt dizzy and sick but found the will power to crawl over to Mike and untie him then laid him on the floor, not caring about the fact that I was getting blood all over me.
"No, no, no, MIKE…PLEASE. Wake up please," I shook him gently and had no response.
I heard footsteps come from behind me and turned around to face my boyfriend's murderer, correction murderers. Here before me stood three men, all smiling wickedly at me.
"Hey there darlin'," the man with honey blond hair smirked at me and he had a southern accent to his dark voice. He was medium build and had blue eyes, and his hair was chin length. The man in the middle was huge and I just don't mean that by height I mean by built too, he had brown curly hair that was short and also had an evil smile on his face. Then last was the second tallest male who had beautiful tousled bronze hair and very mossy green eyes, he was taller than the blond but shorter than the brunette. He was also built, more muscular than the blond and he had the craziest smirk of them all I had ever seen before.
They were all somewhat attractive but the third male made me feel very attracted to him for some reason, also I feared him. Well I feared them all especially the way they all looked at me, like I was a piece of meat.
At that moment I had thought of two things, fight or flight?
Fight - At this point my chances didn't look so well if I chose to fight against them. I mean come on have you seen the muscles on them?
Flight – possibly I could make it, not unless they are track stars or something. Since this was my only chance of surviving I quickly turned around to see the bathroom door, I was only five steps away from the door and they were about six steps away from me so I made a dash for the bathroom door praying that I would make it in time.