Christy
I ran in and tried to shut the door but he had his foot on the door. I tried to push even harder but he only push back, I could not with stand his strength, he shoved the door so hard that I went crashing on the floor.
The door was wide open with him standing in the passage, he moved in and shut the door, I scramble to the table and reach for the knife. Even though I knew I couldn't hurt a fly, maybe it will help keep him away.
He looked at me with an unimpressed look before shaking his head. "What will you do with that?"
"I...I'll stab you! Get the hell out before I call the cops!" I tried to sound tough but my trembling voice gave me away.
"Really? You aren't holding the knife properly and you're shaking, girls, so fragile." He Mumble the last part to himself.
"Whatever! Just leave!" I yelled.
