The footsteps

Hello everyone!
Long time no see?
I was as usual wrapped up in something..
But this update is entirely for a special purpose. It's my reader's birthday- alj19101996. Happy birthday to you sweetheart, and I wish you a great year ahead.
I would never ignore such a sweet request by any of you.
The chapter is short- my apologies.
But it's there right?
Enjoy!

Larrisa's POV

My heart ran rapid and my whole body perspired on realizing there's an intruder in the house
What the fuck!
There was silence everywhere, throughout the house. The only sound I could hear was of my heart- beating insanely loud.
What if they have a gun?
I looked out again, and this time to my dismay, I saw lights from some other car peeking inside. Moment later, a car came to halt right at the entrance of our house, and then I saw movement between two people who earlier had come out of the car.
They both hugged? I guess..
And then, the girl walked right out of the house.
The car which was on halt at the entrance of the house now moved backwards and soon the girl disappeared into thin air.
Oh god! What are they planning?
Do they have a big team of intruders?
Do they plan on- one will rob from the inside while the other would guide or protect him from the outside?
Hell! God.
What should I do?
And suddenly; I heard footsteps.
Footsteps of that thief coming inside. The house which was earlier covered in peace and silence and just the sound of either bats or fireflies was now mingled with the measured sounds of that thief's footsteps.
My heart was beating hundred times faster than the guys' footsteps.
It kept coming inside slowly and lazily while my whole body got covered with sweat.
I was slick, ill, scared to shit, and lump.
El, do something!
You gotta do something.
Ryla? Inform her!
She might know what to do.
Oh god!
I can't call her, because the sound of her phone could alert that bastard thief!
Then what?
Think El, think!
I looked around the room- window on my back, bed in the front and door further way, and finally like a saviour of the battle my eyes laid on a vase sitting broodingly on a table placed at the side of the door. I closed the distance and picked it up, without thinking a thing.
I turned around the knob of the door, and hell, entered into a dark zone that looked like a tunnel built underground.
If I could see a thing, then that sure would be the colour called- black.
My heart never stopped beating, and my body never stopped shaking, and finally I screamed. I screamed bloody murder!
"Wake up Ryla!"
"Intruder! Intruder!"
I punched the vase into the wall, and kept punching it- and its sound spread across the room.
The footsteps that were clear some moments earlier, were faded- weren't there at all to be precise.
"Ryla! Fucking bitch! Come the fuck out!" and punched the vase once again.
And finally, the whole house enlightened up with so many lights and my eyes immediately stopped at the staircase- where a guy, the fucking thief was standing near the switch board.
I assessed him up and down with my adrenaline-high, body limp, and eyes with a faded vision and found him reciprocating me. Checking me out!
He was assessing me, while his one hand was still flying midway the switch board.
Since when thieves look like this?
And finally! My lazy-ass best-friend decided to come out of her room to give me some sort of support.
The guy kept standing there, his eyes moved from me to Ryla, and flickered some weird sort of emotion!
And finally, Rel said something that thunder-bolted me to my core- "Calen.."
If the earth would have slid out from below my foot, then I wouldn't be surprised anymore.

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And it's Calen!
Finally his entry.
(I know you all must have guessed that already) 💕
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