CreeperA Story by TigerclawsHow easy would it be to break in?Taking
the hand tool out of my left pocket, I got to work on picking the key lock to the
front door, I waited patiently to hear
the much needed click to inform me that it had unlocked. Beads of sweat were forming
across my brow, I tried to control my hands, the last thing I needed was for
them to start shaking, I had to keep steady and calm my life depended on this.
Click, there it was, quickly looking around to make sure that there was no one
around, I pushed the door open slowly and crept inside. With the door finally
closed behind me, I slowly crept forward, gently trying to remember the layout,
I had been in this house many times before, I shuffled more until I connected
with something solid with my left shin. “s**t!” I cursed to
myself. A sharp pain shot up
my leg. I tried to control myself, I would alert the whole house if I screamed
now. Feeling around I run my hands over the back of the chair, there was no way
that, that chair should have been there. “you little, what are
you trying to do?” she had always been immaculate, everything was always in a
particular place, so this chair was in a different place which was highly
unusual. I moved forward a
little more making my way over to the alarm system, it was going to start
shrieking in approximately ten seconds, tapping in the right combination I
turned it off and smiled to myself. This was going to be so easy, much simpler
than I ever imagined. I made from the hallway to the bottom of the stairs, she
always went up to bed at eleven o'clock so, I knew, that at twelve thirty, she
should be sleeping soundly. She was quite a heavy sleeper but I was not going
to take any chances, this had to go very smoothly. One hand on the
banister, I placed my right foot on the first step and slowly followed with my
body weight, I stopped suddenly when the step creaked, it was quite an old
house so I took extra care. One foot after another I begun to carry on
ascending the stairs, the house had three bedrooms and hers was the second one
on the right, I was making good progress. My heart was thumping against my
chest, the sweat was collecting at the edges of my brows ready to run down my
face, I could not allow that to happen so I quickly pulled at my sleeve and
wiped my face. Still gripping the banister, I slid my gloved hand up and
proceeded to ascend to the top of the stairs, it seemed to take me ages. There it was, the door
that I had been working towards, just behind that door was the woman that
occupied my dreams, the woman that I was desperately and hopelessly in love
with, lying fast asleep in bed, just waiting to be cherished. A noise, creaking
sound, I turned in a circle, it sounded like it came from her bedroom, she was
going to catch me. I rushed towards the door that I knew was the linen
cupboard, opening the door, I looked down and cringed at the very small, tight
and cramped space but I had no choice so I crouched down and squeezed myself
in, shutting the door behind me. Hearing a door open, I
crouched and listened to the sound of shuffling feel of the landing, I held my
breath so as not to alert them of my presence. Footsteps faded and all was
quiet, until I heard the toilet flush, a light switch and the shuffling of
footsteps going back to bed. The nerves were starting to over ride my senses, I
waited a few more minutes.
Calming myself down, I
crawled my way back out of the cupboard and slowly crept towards the second
door, I was on a mission and could not stop after I had gone this far. The door was quietly
closed, I listened carefully and noted that everything was quiet, she must have
gone back to sleep. It was time, it was now or never, my hand on the door
handle, pushing down, the door clicked open, moving forward, the door opening
wide, I stepped forward a little, the room was pitch black, not a single shred
of light, I moved further into the room. There she was, lying
in her king-size bed, quilt pulled high up and tucked warmly under her chin, I
moved forward a little more, looking around me then back towards the bed.
Inching forward a little closer, my heart pounding so fast, the sweat starting
to build again, I was feeling so nervous. One more step, closer,
my foot hit something on the floor and I was air bourne, there was only one
direction that my body was going in and that was straight towards the bed, I
finally let out the scream that I had been trying so desperately trying to hard
to hold in. I landed with a thump
on the bed, the light turned on, the brightness blinding me for a few seconds
before I could see her clearly standing there, laughing. She looked towards me
and spoke, “You were so nearly
there, so close.” She laughed. “What the hell?” I
said back, stunned. “You don't honestly
think that I was going to make it easy for you do you?” “Aww come on babe, we
bet that I could get in and get to you, nothing about obstacles.” I shouted
back at her. “It was just a little
bit of fun, don't be mad.” She laughed. “Yeah okay, but,
remember, next time, I could do something as well.” “Aww poor baby, did I
scare you?” I hated it when she
put on that cute smile, she knew that I could not stay upset with her. “I had no idea what
was going on, all I saw was my body about to hit the bed, remember to be very
careful when it's you.” I could not help it, I had to laugh. “Okay honey, I will
consider myself fore warned.” “Maybe I should not
have said that.” “Where are you going?
You owe me as you lost the bet.” My wife laughed. “Yes, I know, maybe
next year we can play a different game.” “Okay, I hate to see
you upset.” “Stop laughing, what
do you think about going on holiday instead.?” “A holiday for our
Wedding Anniversary? But I didn't think you wanted to do normal?” “Maybe I just changed
my mind. Happy Anniversary baby.” “Happy Anniversary
darling. I will go and run your bath as promised.” I kissed her and went to
complete my part of the bet.
The End.
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