Ripped To Pieces

...Austin POV...

I am startled awake by Summer that is pulling at my arm; I have not seen her look so terrified in her life before. I immediately sit up straight and grab her by the arm.

"Princess, what is wrong?"

"Austin, I think there is someone in the house," she softly whispers at me while getting dressed and getting out of bed.

"Oh, no," I stop her immediately. "Where do you think you are going?"

I slip from underneath the covers and grab a pair of shorts from the corner chair. I reach for my gun that I always keep underneath the bed and head for the bedroom door.

"Stay here. Lock the door and stay here."

With that, I sneak down the hallway, keeping my body tight against the wall. As I reach the stairs, I stick my head around the corner to see if I can see anything happening down in the lounge or hear anything in the kitchen.