I was tearing up. It was mentally torturous. I felt like I would go crazy. I thought I would die.

I heard footsteps as if someone was climbing upstairs, slowly and slowly, coming for me.

I peeped out of the duvet, staring at the door without blinking. The door opened slightly and I narrowed my eyes to shut them as I thought I would see something terrifying but it was just air.

I heard it right behind me. My heart was about to pop out of my chest.

I didn't turn and immediately got off the bed and ran downstairs towards the main door to get out of the house.

Right when I held the doorknob to open the door, the bell rang. I flung open the door, thinking it was Stace and hugged whoever was standing at the door.

"What in the fucking world?" I heard a guy. I looked up to see Edwin, standing at my doorstep. His cold leather jacket sent me chills down the spine.

I moved back and wiped away my tears.

"Let's go in." he said.

"No!" I said and he raised his eyebrow.

"I mean... Who are you and why should I let you in?" I asked.

"Edwin Miler and if you don't want people to see what happens next, get inside the house." He said rudely and pushed me inside the house that I had just escaped.