Part 2-Where's My Phone?

I try to stand again, this time she lets go of my arm and whispers, “Check your phone first.”

Duh, that's what I told her I was going to do! Sigh, yeah, I know....she's scared. Getting to my bed was the easy part.....but my phone wasn't on the nightstand beside it. Dang it, I forgot I fell asleep talking to my boyfriend last night. I start to throw my blankets around and the search for my cellphone was now officially on.

As I grab my pillow and throw it onto the pile of blankets that now took over my floor, I hear her mumble under her breathe, “You lose your phone so much you should just tie it to your leg.”

I take a few deep breathes before calmly stating to her, “You’re just jealous you don't have a hot boyfriend like me.”

A loud gasp comes from her, as I finally find my phone. “Got it. Now I will just check to see if Jayson called or texted while I was sleeping.“ Looking down at my phone screen I soon became paralyzed.I swear to God, I couldn't even breath. Sweat starts to drip down the side of my check as I stare into the most beautiful, brown eyes ever.

Megan's fear is now gone, at least for the moment. She is now laughing her butt off. Yeah, I think she gets the picture.

I forgot I was still on video chat with Gabriel. To top it all off, I forgot to turn off the video chat before falling asleep. I think you understand now....just like Megan gets it as well. Gabriel's heart throbbing smile is all I can see and now the room is spinning as he says, “Good morning, Beautiful.” That did it, I'm now an embarrassed, pile of mush. “Sleep well?” I am pretty sure my face turned bright red.

Stumbling over my words and thoughts, I whisper under my breathe, “Ye..e..a..h *cough* yeah. You?”

The banging on the front door vanished from my thoughts as I smiled like an embarrassed puppy at my phone. Until the next loud noises took its place. *Crack, bang, crash! What the........ I run to my door with my phone still in my hand. As I get to it, I make sure it's locked and secured then turn back to Megan. “Megan, help me move the dresser in front of the door!”

She nods her head before throwing Mr. Wiggles onto the bed. We both grab the largest dresser in the room and start to slide it across the floor. Thank God I don't have carpets or this would be a lot harder to do. The dang thing weighs a ton, but at least it should help hold off the robbers. At this point, that is what I am thinking is going on, and so does Grabiel. I hear him yelling out to me, “Hold on, I'm calling the police from the house phone!” Megan and I get the dresser against the door the best we could.

Another thing you might be wondering is.....where is my parents and baby brother? I forgot earlier, when I wondered why Megan came into my room instead of one of the others. The rest of the family is already at work and daycare. I and Megan are in charge of getting ourselves off to school. That being said, we are home alone and someone just broke our door down. Yes, now is the time to panic. Or at least scream and hide.....ok, no, I will not be screaming and hiding. Not with Gabriel on the phone. If he wasn't on the phone....maybe. Yeah, I most likely would be screaming and crying like Megan was earlier, but what good would that do? None, so I shall sit here on my bed and watch my phone screen as my sexy boyfriend talks to the police. Wow, he really is sexy, especially with the morning, messed up, long, shoulder length, black hair look going on. I could just lay here and stare at him forever..

“Vince!” Dang it, I forgot Megan was in the room. Sigh, I guess dream gazing at my boyfriend will have to wait till later. She is giving me a very worried look.

Sitting my phone onto the bed beside me, I finally collect my thoughts and fears as I look over to her, back in the corner......and yet again with Mr. Wiggles. “What?” I mean, come on now, I did everything I can to make sure we are both safe in here. There's nothing more I can do till the police arrive to save our butts. What could she possibly want now.

She slowly stands up, while whispering, “I don't hear anything.”

She's right. The apartment is now nothing but silence....A very eerie silence. The kind of silence you hear in horror movies right before the murder jumps out and kills someone, that kind of silence. Yes, I am now scanning my room from top to bottom with my baseball bat in my hand. I refuse to be a victim in a murder screen. I watched too many horror shows to not know what to do in these type of situations. First thing I learned, never be alone. You would have a greater chance of survival if you have a good bait friend. Yes, I said it, a good bait friend. Yet, sadly I have no good bait friend at the moment. So my sister will have to do..... I'm just kidding. My parents would kill me if I used my sister as a bait friend.

Second thing, never turn your back to a window or door. Best place to keep your back is against a wall, unless it's ghost or demons. If ghost or demons, you're screwed no matter what you do.

Third and final thing to remember. Never, ever turn your back to run. Learn to run backwards. It's possible, at least I think it is. Come on now, I'm sure you have seen horror shows. You know, the ones where the victim turns to run then ends up with a weapon through some part of their body. Yeah that kind of horror scene. Learn to run backwards. Also, learn to block with any object you may find. You know, for best results for your running backwards technique to work.