Stalked By The Killer (Chapter 2 - The Break In)

When Zayn and I got to my house later that night, he decided to just say over for the night. He does it all the time so I don't mind and I like him being there. And plus he keeps me safe! While we get ready to go to bed we start to hear some strange noises. At first it sounded like stratches then screeches. "Um. honey is your house haunted by any chance?" Zayn asks as he looks around "No, not that I know of." I replied "Then whats that noise?" "I don't know."   Zayn goes around the house looking everywhere. He gets to the back door and theres this cat stratching on the door. "Shooooo!! Kitty!! Get!!" Zayn tells the cat as he runs at it to get it to leave.   When it leaves he comes back inside to me. I was brushing my teeth. "It was a cat at the door. I scared it off." He tells me as he wraps his arms around my waist. "Oh okay! Well its time for sleepie time now Zayniboo!!"   He kisses my cheek then he goes to lay in bed while I finish brushing my teeth. A couple of minutes later I come to bed. Zayn was acting like he was asleep but I know he wasn't. I giggle at him and he opens his left eye. "What?" He asks "You were not asleep and I know it!!" "I know."   I kiss him and we go to sleep. Half way through out the night other strange things began. I woke up and I thought someone had broke in because there was glass on the floor near the window, but the window wasn't broken. I didn't know what it was from, so I woke up Zayn. He yawns and looks at me. "There's broken glass all over the floor by the window." I tell him in a scared voice "How?" "Look!!" I point to the glass. It looked like it had blood wiped on the big pieces. Zayn's eyes widen. "What's that from?" He asks "I don't know." "I'll go find out." "No, Your not going anywhere without me." "I don't want you to get hurt." "I don't want you getting hurt enither." "Fine, come on."   We walk around the house looking for any possible clue to what of broken the glass. Then we hear something trying to get out. "What was that Zayn?" I ask "I don't know but stay back. I'm gonna see." I stay behind him but I wanted to see what was going on. Then we saw a figure of a person. They were trying to ecapse. It was a guy. "Stand back!" Zayn says so I do. Zayn runs and attackes the person. It was Jason McCann. Zayn and I think its just Justin though. "What are you doing here Justin?" Zayn asks "Why you follow us home for? I ask "I am not Justin!!" Jason says "You can quiit playing around Justin." "I'm not joking. And I'm serious. I am not Justin Bieber. I just look like him." "Oh my god!! Zayn get back!" "Why?" I grab Zayn fast as I can. He looks at me. "What was that for?" He asks "That's Jason McCann. He's a killer. He looks like Justin. Justin played him on tv." "How could this be possible?" "That's what I was thinking. I didn't think he was real." "You know I can hear you talking about me." Jason says "Run Aubree!!" Zayn says "Not without you." I say "Just run now." "Okay." I turn around and start to run away toward the stairs. Zayn looks at Jason as they both got up. You could see blood on Jason. Which was the same blood on the broken glass. Since that's how he got inside. Zayn backs up as he's about to run off and find me. But Jason had the creepiest look on his face as he walked closer to Zayn. Zayn just takes a dash for the door and runs into the hall. He looks everywhere for me. I had hid behind the couch as I called for help but the call didn't go threw. Jason had cut off all power to the house before he came inside. I take a peak around the couch. Zayn ran down the stairs. "Zayn!!!" I say in a loud kind of whisper "Over here. Hurry!!" He hears me and looks over. He runs over to me. I make roomfor him to get behind the couch with me. "Did you call the police?" Zayn asks "I tried. The phone line won't work." "Cell phone?" "They are in the bedroom." "What we do?" "I don't know but I'm scared." "It's okay I'm here. I'm so glad I stayed over tonight." "Me too." He pulls me close and hugs me tight. I hold on to him tight as well. Jason comes down the stairs looking everywhere for us. "Oh don't think you can hide from me." he says and laughs. I held on tight to Zayn as I could. He looks at me. "Your going to be okay. I promise." He says to me "I'm just scared." "I know you are because I am too." Jason walks around looking for us. He thought be better have a knife just in case one of us came out from any where. He went into the kitchen and found the biggest knife he saw. He runs his finger on the blade. "Oooh, Nice in sharp! Great for slicing!" He says to himself. Once he comes back into the living room, he hears a small noise which gives a way mine and Zayn's hiding place. He walks over slowly towards the couch. He looks in behind it best he can. He saw Zayn and me curled up together. "HAHA. I found you!!" Jason calls out to us. We look up and see him. I scream as I see the knife in his hand. He also had that creepy look on his face too. "What do you want?" Zayn asks "I want this girl!" Jason replies " You can't have her!" "Watch me." Jason tries to grab me but Zayn gets in the way so Jason stabs him right in the side. The knife goes in really deep in the skin. Zayn screams just as much as I do. I wasn't even the one being stabbed. Zayn jumps up toward Jason to push im off the couch. I cold see was blood getting all over the couch. Jason falls backward on to the floor as Zayn tackles him, that's when I run for the door unknowing Jason had some back up outside. So whe I open the door a guy grabs me. I scream really loud. Zayn looks over at me. "LET HER GO!" Zayn yells Jason punches Zayn and stabs him in his other side. Thi time it was more painful this time. Blood just went everywhere it dripped or spread like water does but it was alot thicker. "Oh My God!" I scream as Jason stab Zayn. Zayn pushes Jason away from him. But he was to weak to get up. Jason runs over and grabs me from the other guy. He holds up the bloody knife to my throat. "Your coming with me." he says and takes me out to his van. He tied me up and taped my mouth shut and also blindfolded me. I cried to myself. When the van took off Zayn very slowly was able to get up and go upstairs in my bedroom to get his phone. It took himabout 20 minutes to get upstairs. He called 911 when he got to his phone. "Help me! I was stabbed and my girlfriend was kidnapped!" he says into the phone The operator sends help for Zayn and sends out police to come find me. I had no clue where Jason was taking me. I didn't know what he wanted with me. But he had some other plans before he was going to take me to his hideout. He parked the van outside of Leah's house. He had followed us there earlier when I was there with Zayn. Jason gets out of the van. "You watch that girl. Don't let her out." Jason says to the guy who he had brang for back up. "Yes sir." he replies Jason sneaks up to Leah's house and goes in the back door which he had picked the lock to. He opened the door slowly and went inside. He looked around for his next person to kidnapp. He knew exacly who he wanted. Justin was who he wanted. Justin had stayed over the night at Leah's. Jason makes a noise downstairs just so he can lure Justin to come downstairs. Justin and Leah both hear the noise. "What is that noise?" Justin asks "I don't know. You wanna go see?" Leah says "Sure, I'll be right back." "Well hurry back." "I will." Justin heads downstairs where Jason was waiting for him. Jason had a bat ready to knock out Justin. Justin looks around. "Anyone here?" he asks "Why yes." Jason says "Who is that?" "Your worst nightmare!" Justin walks around the corner that's when Jason hits him with the bat. The bat was wooded so it breaks in a million pieces as in hits Justin's head. Justin falls into the floor. "Perfect!!" Jason says and drags Justin out to his van. Justin didn't even know that Jason was real at all. He only had played him on CSI. But when Justin woke up an hour later handcuffed to me, he wondered what was going on. Jason walked over and unblindfolded me and untaped my mouth just as Justin was waking. Justin looked up and he was very surprised.