Holding onto the club firmly as my heart rage in horror at the thought of sleeping with a murderer. I stepped forward and another; feeling that every step I might wake the beast up. I reached the corner of the bed and thrust his arm with the club.
Thud, Thud, Thud,
My heart raged when he flinched and yawned. I did my stance and was prepared to swing if he's going after me and I'll make a run for it. I couldn't see his face properly because the sun hasn't risen yet. I glanced at the clock it says five-thirty am.
My heart skipped a beat when he sat up.
I snap my eyes shut as I swing the club with full force, then I heard a crispy sound of a wooden club hit a home run with a jaw as a ball that echoed throughout the room. He stumbled back and laid down on the tile floor, he pushed himself up and groggily sat up straight, I slowly backed away from him.
"What in the fuck..." My whole body shivered when I recognized his voice.
Caleb?
