My New Neighbor

Episode 4

Everything else in the room became still and silent and the only sound I could hear was the sound of his feet coming towards me and the beat of my heart.

My heartbeat became twice faster and the more steps he took towards me, the more my heartbeat increased.

My soul was almost leaving my body when Pete finally grabbed door handle. I took a deep breath and committed my life unto God’s hand.

I thought I’m dead already and I wanted that to be the last thing I’ll do before my demise.

He yanked the door open with full force and I closed my eyes tightly, expecting him to adorn my forehead with his knives.

A grunt followed shortly after. The door didn’t open I thought it did, I realized that the door was locked. I’ve forgotten that I locked it earlier.

“Has this door started its problem again. This carpenter guy has been given me an excuse for over a week now, it will just lock and unlock itself anytime”, he grunted angrily to himself. “Ohh Shit, this thing is gonna drop anytime”, he mused silently as he left the door handle and he exited the room in order to use another toilet.

The moment he banged the door, I felt a new surge of relief going through me. I stood up apprehensively and tucked my phone into my pocket.

“I really need to think fast now, I really need to do something if I wanna live till tomorrow”, I said to myself while thinking of possible solution.

The only ideal thing I could do at that moment was to quickly find my way out of the building before he finishes off with what he was doing.

I planned on tip-toeing out of the building as fast as I can and I planned on doing that with my Sandals off.

I opened the toilet’s door quietly and carefully after removing my Sandals and I tiptoed to the entrance of the room.

I opened the door silently too and peeped outside in order to avoid been accidentally seen. I didn’t want to die anyway, so I had to be very very careful.

I was able to move out of the room covertly and successfully and I took to my heels the moment I saw the living room door.

I was already a few feet away from the door when a very strong hand pulled my hair back. I wouldn’t agree that the hand belonged to Pete until I saw his face. “D–n, this guy’s hand is very strong”, I said to myself with pain.

He kept pulling my hair and laughing hysterically like a mad drug addict. I kept on struggling with him and trying to free myself from his tight grip.

I was still fighting and screaming and struggling when he gave me a very hard kick on my belly. The kick spinned me round and I was left with a dazzlingly stars moving freely in my eyes.

I was still holding my tummy in pain and looking at him with one eye when he added another knife to the one he was holding before and he started moving towards me.

I was so sure I’m going to die if get to me. I stood up from the ground frantically and grabbed a vase that was nearby in a bid to protest.

I threatened to throw it at him if he didn’t stop coming to me but this bstrd was just grinning and gawking at the two sharp knives he was holding.

He knew I was weak and frightened, he was right about that, but yet, I wouldn’t submit myself to be killed easily like a lost goat.

“Do you think I’m joking. I’m gonna throw this at you if you keep on coming”, I said defensively.

“I’m sure you can’t do that Kelly. You’re not a killer right”, he replied grinning. He was so sure of himself that he let down his defense and he just concentrated on attacking me.

“I am going to throw it and I mean it”.

“No. You aren’t throwing that. Just drop it and die peacefully”, he said mockingly and it was followed with a wide grin.

“Trust me Pete. I don’t care who you are now but I’m going to throw this at you and I’ll get that spirit out of you”, I said defensively again.

“Spirit!!”, he repeated after me as if I said the wrong thing. “There’s no evil spirit, I just enjoy doing this and I’m addicted to the taste of human blood. You must be wondering why I’m fresh right, It’s the result of you girls blood”, he said mockingly while laughing. “If you don’t drop that now, I’m going to stick this knife in your brain and I will make you enjoy it”, he said possesively with a meaner tone.

I didn’t even wait for him to finish with that or give him a reply, I threw the vase at him with all my strength and it hit him right on his face.

He went blank for some moment and he bowed his head in anger and surprise. He wasn’t expecting it.

He had a deep cut on his lip and he became blood lusted when he noticed the blood. He charged at me with full force and aimed at my face.

“I thought you like the taste of blood. Why are you angry about the one coming out of your lip”, I whispered to myself.

He aimed for my face and with a full swing of his left arm, he cut me.I dodged the knife with my hand and it gave me a clean slash. The cut was deep, but luckily, it wasn’t too deep.

I fell back in defeat and I submitted myself to his blade.

He was about to strike the final blow when someone hit him from behind. It was the Gateman.

He became angry the more and the knives got knocked off away from his hands. He looked back to check and the person was the Gateman.

Apparently, the Gateman heard my scream and he saw the text, so he showed up later to save me.

I started smiling at the thought of being free, finally free from the fear of death. I was still smiling until Pete moved away from me and attacked the Gateman.

He was so angry and vexed, I could sense that from the way he was shouting and raging.

He was determined to kill anyone at that moment, even his parent. I stopped smiling when I realised that Pete is going to surely kill the Gateman.

I knew that I have to use this chance to escape, “it’s now or never”, I said in my mind.

I was just about to snake my way through and run outside when Pete gave the Gateman a clean cut on his throat.

The gateman fell with great thud and at that point, I realized that, that was the end.

I ran quickly into the first room I was able to get to and locked it instantly. The room I entered was so cold.

The place I entered turned out to be the room where Pete dumped all his dead victim and here I am, alone with other dead girls.

I could hear the raging sound of his feet coming towards the room and the sound of the knives he clutched in his two hands.