Chapter Eighty One

My eyes widen so fast. I make to push the door back closed but his feet is already there, stopping me. So I do the next smartest thing I can think of, I run through the house and into my kitchen, hoping to escape through the back door. I hear his heavy footsteps behind me as I run into the kitchen and it's only when I reach for the knob of the back door that I realize that since the first break in, I've kept it permanently locked.....and the key is upstairs in my room. I spin around to see that he's already inside the kitchen, making his way towards me, a smirk on his face. My body feels petrified and I press my back on the door, hoping that by some miracle, it'll swing open and I can escape. But that doesn't happen. He's still edging closer when I remember that I'm in the kitchen.....and the kitchen has knives..I don't let my eyes go in the direction of the knives before he knows the next part of my plan do I feign crumbling to the floor and when he rushes over to where I was standin