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Taking two steps at a time, I dashed past the living room, screaming “Stay away from me!!” over and over again. I burst through the kitchen door and slipped, falling onto my knees.
I quickly recovered and stood up, just as Kyle, Andy, Knox, Wes, Brett, and Tyler burst through the doors into the kitchen. I grabbed a knife from the stand and gripped it tightly.
Delilah, Ace, my mom, and Eric were all seated at the dining table, staring at me in confusion. “Alex?”
“WHERE IS HE?!”
“Who?”
“WHERE IS HE, MOM?!” I walked towards the door I had just come through and kicked it open, stepping into the foyer with the knife in my hand.
“Alex! Who are you talking about?” Kyle asked from behind me.
“ALEX, GET BACK UP HERE!” I heard him. He was in my house.
“Where are you, you bastard?! I’m not scared of you, you son of a bitch!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
My breathing was ragged and rapid. I was standing in the foyer with my family, waiting for him to come down so we could face off. So it would be a fair fight. But truth be told, I was absolutely terrified of him.
“Baby doll, who are you talking about?” I focused my eyes back on Knox, who was slowly approaching me with his hand outstretched. He better not be trying to disarm me.
My eyes darted between him and the staircase. I was sweating profusely, and I could feel the knife slipping in my grip. I paced back and forth in the foyer, my mom’s sobs echoing in my ears.
I looked up at her, and my own tears, which I hadn’t realized were forming, began to trail down my face.
I started shaking uncontrollably again, rubbing the back of my neck.
“He’s here. He’s here to finish me off,” I sobbed. Why were they so calm? He was in the house! Couldn’t they see that he was here?
“Alex, sweetheart… he’s n-… he’s not here, baby!”
“Yes, he is, Mom! He’s here, he’s upstairs! Don’t you get it? He’s trying to kill me! I… I can’t… didn’t you hear him?”
I cried harder and harder, while everyone stared at me, their faces pale and shocked. Why didn’t they believe me? I had seen him with my own eyes. I started to hyperventilate, my breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
“Baby, he’s still in… prison. I promise you nothing will happen to you. I’ll protect you, baby. I’m here. Just put down the knife, sweetie, and come to me, alright?”
“Are you out of your mind? I’m going to get him before he gets me! Protect me? He’s not in prison! He’s up there! Can’t you hear him?! He’s here, right up those stairs!”
I rubbed my hands through my hair and across my face. They just didn’t understand.
“Sweetheart, hand me the knife. You were dreaming. I’ll take you upstairs and you can see for yourself. I’ll protect you.”
“No way! Are you insane? He’s not hurting you, I won’t let that bastard get away with stabbing any of you. He stabbed me-that’s more than enough! HE’S A FUCKING COWARD! Do you hear me, Cain!
You’re a coward!”
“Darling, please, look at me. I promise he’s not here. Put down the knife. You just woke up. It’s ten o’clock. You had a nightmare.”
I began to shake, tears dripping off my face, and I saw Andy starting to cry. I looked around at the scared faces in front of me. I looked down at the knife that I was holding and cried harder than ever.
The realization hit me like a freight train-they were more scared of me than they were of him. I was the one with the knife. I collapsed to the ground onto my knees and dropped the knife onto the floor.
I brought my hands up to cover my face, crying into my hands, not wanting to show my face or look at the people around me who must think I’m crazy.
I felt multiple arms wrap around me and heard Kyle’s soothing voice telling me it was alright. Was I having a nightmare?
“It’s alright, Sis, I got you. He will never touch you again. I promise,” Kyle whispered into my hair, trying to reassure me that he’s not out of prison yet. But he will be soon.
I opened my eyes and removed my hands to stare at my mom who was kneeling in front of me with tears running down her face. Her eyes were bloodshot, visibly shaken by my outburst.
“I’m sorry.., Mom. I didn’t mean to scare you,” I hiccuped out. She scooted closer to me and wrapped herself around me. Hushing me, she kissed the side of my head and told me it was going to be alright.
I swallowed hard while the tears continued to roll.
“It felt so real,” I said quietly.
“His voice, the noises, his breathing, even the way he looked-it was all the same as that night,” I stared blankly into the distance. “Everything was the exact same.”
I stayed quiet for I don’t know how long. You could hear a pin drop. It was so quiet in the foyer.
“It’s times like these where I wish he just did it.”
“What, sweetie?” My mom pulled back to look me in the eyes. Her hand was stroking my puffy cheek, trying to wipe away the tears.
“Finished the job,” I choked out after a few seconds of thinking about that night. Looking down at my hands, I felt so embarrassed.
“Alex, you listen to me, and you listen to me real good! I don’t want to hear you say that again, baby. You’re mine, I couldn’t live with myself if you weren’t around.
You’re my baby, I can’t imagine you not in my life. I love you so much. You are my life, all of you are. But I knew you were special since the day you were born.
I’m so proud of you, sweetie, every single day of my life I will be proud of you. I love you more than anything. Words cannot express my love for you, all of you. You’re my baby, please don’t think like that anymore.
It breaks my heart when you do, baby.” She pulled me into a tight hug where we both silently cried on each other’s shoulders.
I saw Kyle behind my mom, cradling Andy who was visibly shaken by this entire thing. I whispered over to her, “I’m sorry, doll,” as she continued to cry on Kyle. I was such a bad friend for letting her see this.
I sat back on my heels for a while and just stared up at the blank wall in the foyer, replaying it all over in my head. It was all so vivid and real. I could’ve sworn it was real.
I felt eyes on me and I turned to my right to see Knox sitting there on his knees with a look of disbelief on his face. His hand was covering his closed mouth, a look of sadness in his eyes when I looked into them.
I started to cry again and he moved closer to me, wiping a fallen tear off my cheek. His touch was soothing and I leaned into it.
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