I slowly turned around and saw someone standing but the door.

I quickly rushed into the living room closing the door to the kitchen and locking it.

"Brendon hand me your phone." I said holding my hand out. I tried to be calm but I'm pretty sure it didn't work.

"Why?" Brendon questioned but still reached in his pocket and pulled his phone out.

I quickly dialed 911 and waited for someone to pick up.

"911 what's your emergency?" A mans voice sounded from the other side.

"Someone's at my back door and he's on the wanted list. Dallon Weekes." I heard something beep from the other side.

"Ah yes, police are already on their way. I want you to listen to me." I nodded and I grabbed Clays hand. "Take anyone important into the more secure room in the house and lock yourself in until the police get there. They should be there in about 30 minuets."

"My husband is hospitalized in our living room, he can't go anywhere." I said quietly.

"Is the living room safe?"

"Erm, I guess so." I let go of Clays hand and bit my nail.

"Then please stay there and stay safe." The guy hung up and I freaked out. I heard another knock on the back door.

"What's going on? Who's that?" Brendon sat up at little.

"U-um not while the kids are around." I whispered in Brendon's ear.

I made sure the front door was locked.

All we have to do now is wait and hope for the best.

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A/N
Ahhhhh cliffhanger I'm sorry
I made it,, the plane had a lot of turbulence and it was super stressful
My best fren is here she traveled with us and that's super fun
Umm go check out my Peterick oneshot book please :)
The hotel I'm staying in is super nice like wow
Um
•Song Suggestion•: Choke by I Don't Know How But They Found Me
Anyways

~enjoy killjoys~