CREAK.
I was laying in bed, half asleep letting the night take me gently into slumber, but now for the sake of one tiny noise outside my bedroom door I am wide awake.
CREAK.
Those floorboards again. But they only make a noise when someone stands on them. I pull my duvet up over my head while I begin to worry whose there. My hearing ability has increased ten fold. I now have super sensitive hearing. I strain to hear any other noise of movement.
CREAK.
I hide deeper under the covers. Someone is outside my door. My imagination goes wild and suddenly my mind is filled with images of men wearing facemasks showing only their eyes as they search through my house. Oh my god burglars. My body freezes.
CREAK. CREAK.
Even more movement. But it's so slight that it scares me. Then I remember my knight in shining armour lying protective in the land of nod next to me. I gently nudge him to wake him up so he may save me.
"What is it?"
"Sssh. There's someone on the landing. Listen." I warn. Sure enough.
CREAK.
"Did you hear that?" My hearing is still super sensitive and all I can hear is how painfully quiet it is other than that damn creaking and my heart almost pounding straight out of my chest.
"Yeah. Get me my snooker cue, it's under the bed."
After I've skillfully manoeuvred behind him, and while wielding half of his snooker cue we ventured into the darkness that was once my top floor landing.
CREAK.
We both jump, my boyfriend yells, I scream, and so too does our pet cat as my boyfriend treads on his poor tail. What a death wail the three of us make. If it hadn't been the cat playing on the landing then I'm sure we would've scared off any would be intruders. After the house is carefully checked, and the cat put out for the night, I get back into our bed, and sigh deeply as I snuggle up next to my brave boyfriend and drift back off to sleep.