Short Story: Home Invasion

HOME INVASION

copyright pending 2011
by Erin Le Fey


I worked a little later than usual today. So it was dark as I was driving home in traffic listening to nothing. Too much going on in my head to be distracted by music. Silence was what I needed most of all. I was happy when I pulled down my dark street, finally, just blocks from my sanctuary. In moments I’d lock the door, and everything on the outside would just disappear…until tomorrow.

As I approached the house, I noticed there were lights in my windows. I routinely had three on timers so that I never came into a dark house. The dining room chandelier, the kitchen track lighting, and the bathrooms were not among them. There was someone or more than one in my house; I saw shadows moving quickly. I turned off my lights and brought my car to a stop at the curb.

I froze. People were in my sanctuary. They are touching my things. Running through my sacred space and not treating my treasures with respect. If my dog were still alive, he never would have let them in. They would steal things from me and I would find things missing gradually. Things I could never replace.

The adrenaline was coursing through my body. I put my hand next to the seat; first on my gun, next on my cell phone. I dialed. The phone rang four times. I didn’t expect them to actually answer. The answering machine picked up. In the most upbeat and calm voice I could muster, I cheerfully said, “Erin! Jeremy! Mark and I just got a new car! We know you’ll be home any minute and we’re like seconds from your house so we’re driving over! Meet you on the porch!” Click. I hung up. I waited.

It must have worked. The shadows behind the curtains ran together and seemed to be consulting. “Don’t be stupid, I thought.” I took my own advice then and dialed 911.

“There are strangers in my house, I’m outside but I can see people inside my house. Yes, that’s correct : 1313 West Sunset.”

“”Yes, I can see at least two in the house. I think they are in the middle of a burglary. And no, I have no idea who they are.”

“I live alone, there is no reason for anyone to be in my house and no one has a key. (pause) I am in the car in front of my house on the street; there is activity and lots of lights inside and no, they do not know I am here.”

“No, I do not know if they have another vehicle or spotter. There is a black Dodge Caravan in my driveway that doesn’t belong to me, out of state plates but I can’t see what they are without getting closer.”

“I am armed; I have a permit to carry a concealed weapon. I just want you to know that. But I am not leaving my vehicle unless they vacate the premises.”

“Wait. They are leaving in a black Dodge Caravan, backing out of my driveway, Kansas plates W13 something probably stolen anyway …heading north on Sunset Blvd.”

“No, surely I’m not pursuing, that’s your job. But please send armed officers to my house as soon possible. I’m going in.”

“Of course I’m not going to touch anything! I just want to see what they’ve done to my house. “

“I’m in the driveway.”

“Heading into the front door now…they left it ajar so I’m just pushing it open farther with the elbow of my coat.”

Erin looked in to see her house ransacked. Her laptop was gone…along with all of the stories she’d written and forgotten to back up on the external drive since last month. She prayed they didn’t find where she’d hidden the external drive. The TV, theatre system, electronics - all gone….but she’d expected that. She didn’t expect her pictures to be thrown on the floor and shattered; nor spray paint all along the walls with graffiti. Things are things, why smash mirrors and tear up walls? The piano was upended and her music defiled.

She looked up to the second floor landing and there was just a mess hanging through the railing. The sirens were finally reaching the house. Was that a mattress in the hall? Doors off hinges? Her eyes moved to the stairs where a small tree lay uprooted from its pot. A scuffle in the driveway; her private scan would be shattered in a second. Black dirt on the stairs, more red paint and one shoe. Why only one shoe on the stairs? Then at the top she saw the bottom of a foot.

“Ma’am, they told us on the radio that you are armed. We know your house was broken into and that you haven’t gone inside. Can you please come to us slowly and surrender your weapon so that we can talk?”

They didn’t have time to reach her before she passed out right there on the porch.

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CMCastro 5 years ago from Baltimore,MD USA

Will you have part two of this story. I feel left waiting for the next scene! This is good!


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vietnamvet68 5 years ago from New York State

excellent story Erin, can't wait for more to come. I'm on the edge of my chair.

God Bless


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Christina and VV68, thanks for reading - I just got a phone call from my very irate aunt telling me that I can't leave her like that! I wasn't planning on a part 2 - that was all I had, but I guess I'll have to continue the story! I think I was playing with a character in a scenario...for you, I'll continue it.


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

Erin, I love this!! Please continue. This is better than any book i've read in a long time. You are a writer girl, not just a poet, but a thrilling suspense story teller. Yea!!

P.S. Put a copy right on this. This could be a great book, people steel good writing like this and put it on other sites.


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

I meant to add that one of my poems went to another site, i didn't mind because it was about world hunger and i felt the more people reading it, the better.

Take Care


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b. Malin 5 years ago

Your ending was good, and could be taken in many different ways...like the concern of the police about your gun...and less concern about the robbery...which seems so true to life...just my thoughts.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Ruby, I did continue in "HOME INVASION 2" and it looks like there will be a third...as there are still unanswered questions. I love being a storyteller! And currently I am working on books (notice the plural!) I have 3 - I am just a bad decision maker. One is finished and unpublished, but it was finished ten years ago and needs work, as it was submitted and I know exactly what it needs to get accepted and I am a much more capable writer. The second is a fantasy series that I need help on typing my edits...physically, I can't keep up like I used to and my efforts have stalled. And the third is almost finished as well, but needs my final editing and some more fluffing and a final coat. I'm in fear of all my work except hubpages being published posthumously!

Thanks so much for reminding me about the copyright on this story. I write so much so fast, I forget sometimes. Love and Peace my friend!


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

b.,

I'm glad you liked the ending, I meant for it to be open! It was going to just stand alone like this but my little sister wanted more too - so I caved. There is more now. I thought it was true to life as well. Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts, as always, they mean so much to me! Love and peace, my friend!


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pennyofheaven 5 years ago from New Zealand

Ohhh I thought you left it wide open for a sequel. Excellent my sister. Off to read 2.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

My sweet sister, yes yes...there is part 2...still have to write part 3....


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epigramman 5 years ago

..well my heart is beating ... and it's not just because I'm looking at your beautiful face either - this story is really quite alarming ..... I will lock my doors tonight and hope for the best when I go to sleep ...............


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

I think your kitties will keep you safe dear Epi!!!


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RTalloni 5 years ago from the short journey

Well, I guess if Erin had pulled in behind the van and hidden her keys in the yard so they couldn't get away in case she missed hitting one of them when she entered her home the story would have ended there. Looking forward to the other parts!


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

But what fun would that have been? And then she would have taken the law into her own hands and gotten in more trouble...besides she's just not thinking clearly these days. What's a good movie or book if you can't sit back and say "Don't go there! The psycho killer is behind the door! Stop it! He's right THERE!" Thanks so much for your comments and great to meet you!


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MartieCoetser 5 years ago from South Africa

This sounds like a story I will enjoy. Terrible upsetting - the audacity of some people to enter a house of a fellowman to rob and destroy. I like your style of writing.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

I'm glad you found the story Martie! I hope you enjoy!


Fay Paxton 5 years ago

I'm so glad you visited my hub, otherwise I might never have found this engaging story. up/awesome


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Katharella 5 years ago from Lost in America

Ooooh! I was hoping for a little quiz or something at the end, before pt 2 lol! There used to be a crime site like that, I loved it, your story would fit right in! I don't think it's around anymore, kind of "hints to what, who, why" lol.. I'm glad I'm a late comer so I can read 2 &3 and maybe more! :)


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Fay, I'm glad I visited your site too, your writing is incredible! Thanks for visiting!

Katharella,

That quiz sounds interesting, maybe if I write another one and write some chapters ahead of time, that would be interesting! Yes, its finished so you can read them all at your leisure! Thanks for visiting!


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Sarah Connor 5 years ago from Washington, DC

I've experienced this also. What a nightmare!


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Sarah, my heart goes out to you. What pain and sense of loss you must feel - and the invasion. Mine was just a fictional short story - the first of several chapters here. Wishing you love, comfort and healing. Blessings.


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weestro 4 years ago from Virginia

Enjoyed this, very well written...I'm off to part two!


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Erin LeFey 4 years ago from Maryland Author

So glad you liked it!

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