As soon as I closed the door I realized how desperate I must have sounded. Usually I wasn't like this, I was more under control and reasonable. But around him, I felt uncontrollable and brave. Daring even. Sighing I chalked it up to being tired. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge with an apple and headed upstairs to shower and go for a nap. When I got upstairs I grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom. A strange cold filled the room and surrounded me. The small hairs on the back of my neck stood up and fear shot down my spine.
"Hello? Is anybody there?" I asked. I must be sounding stupid, talking to myself like this. The shower curtain moved a little bit and my heart missed a beat. Shakily I raised my arm and reached for the curtain. I slowly moved it and jumped as a small black ball moved out from the tub. I screamed and heard a familiar meow. "Jesus Bubbs, you scared the shit out of me."
I cursed at my fat cat as he swished his furry tail and meowed at me again. Probably laughing at me for being a scardey cat. I nudged him to move with my foot and he just stared at me. "Go on with you. I need to shower." I laughed and he moved. Shaking my head I turned on the water and got ready.
The feeling of water cascading down my back made me feel refreshed and relaxed. A while later I turned off the water and got out, steam filling the bathroom. I opened the window and noticed Bubbs outside laying on the grass. Confusion was the first thing I felt. How did this damned cat get outside? Quickly I put a towel over me and went downstairs to the backyard door. It was open.
Worry laced my blood and I turned around, gulping. Either someone was in here and left, or they were still in here. No matter the situation, I did not enjoy this. Taking a deep breath I made my way to the kitchen. Luckily nobody was there, but a I grabbed a knife just in case. Silently I looked up the stairs. No scary figure was there waiting for me. I went up and looked into the first door that happened to be my bedroom.
I slipped in and checked around. Once again, nothing. Still scared I got to into the hallway and went to aunt Liv's room. Clutching the knife I searched her room thoroughly. When I found no one I made my way into the music room. If someone would be here, it would be a hard place to hide in. I silently opened the door and was relieved to see nothing but a piano and my music stand with the violin as the bottom.
When I got downstairs I found the door already closed with Bubbs sleeping on the sofa. Did I just imagine this full thing? Surly I must have. Shaking my head I went into the kitchen. "You idiot. No one would try and break in here anyways." I talked to myself.
My stomach growled and I put away the knife. Still shaken up, I grabbed a glass of orange juice and a bowl of cereal. After eating I would sleep and clear my mind. Once I sat down my phone vibrated. I picked it up and swallowed a spoonful. "Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Rayne! Good news, my flight is coming in earlier than expected. Can you pick me up for two?" It was aunt Liv. I felt happy to have her come home sooner. Even though I was good by my own, I would still enjoy seeing her and not having to worry about being alone today.
"Of course. I can't wait." I said.
"Perfect. See you soon, I am boarding now. Love you." She told me and hung up. I smiled and finished up eating. There goes my sleep, but luckily I will be able to sleep peacefully when she come back. Hopefully she wouldn't be covered in bruises or wrapped in bandages like the other times before.
Sighing I went upstairs and changed. When I looked out the window I realized that the girl from earlier was going out the door, looking kind of upset. Worried that it was my fault I closed my blinds and looked at the time. I could probably get an hour of rest before needing to drive and get aunt Liv.