Page 35 of The Walls of Levi

Kathleen

I wake up on the couch where I must have dozed off during the movie that Micah put on. The guys never called, and while it makes me nervous, I’m also a little relieved. They never called to tell us to hide anywhere else.

Kelly and Micah both reaffirmed me that I was safe, and no one knew of the connection between them and Levi.

I choose to believe them.

I climb off the couch and step over Micah, who is laying on her stomach on the floor with a light snore escaping from her. I make my way to the bathroom. I use it, then I wash my hands and look in the mirror. I look in disarray, but not like I did earlier when Levi told me that I was attempted to be kidnapped to be sold into sex or human slavery. I shake all over from the chill that runs down my back. How do scum sleep at night knowing what they do to people?

I answer myself.

They probably sleep well with Satan in control of their soul and quietly whispering evil thoughts into their minds while they slumber.

I’ve never came into contact with such evil until Friday night. I’ve never been subject to what Levi has. It also appears that everyone in this little family has some evil skeletons hiding in their closets. I don’t know what that feels like.

Maybe my dad sheltering me my whole life has been a God send.

I fix my hair the best I can with my fingers, flip the light off, and make my way back to the couch. Kelly is asleep in the recliner and half way hanging off. I chuckle as I lay back down.

These girls have been nothing but nice to me, and I feel very blessed.

Right before I doze off again, a knock on the door sounds throughout the house. It’s not a light knock. It is a booming one that sounds like it may take the door off the hinges. I sit up quickly and watch as Micah and Kelly do the same. Both girls are wide eyed, and as we look at each other, I’m sure they are seeing the same on my face.

The pounding on the door comes again and we quickly get up and run to the kitchen. It’s still dark and really early in the morning. No one that has good intentions would be here at this time of morning. Whoever is on the other side of that door knows something about me.

“Micah,” a voice says on the outside of the house. I look at Micah and she has her hand over her mouth. Terror is all over her face. I go to her and wrap my arms around her. She’s shaking like a leaf. Kelly is typing like crazy her on phone. No doubt letting the guys know that someone is here, trying to either get in, or get us out.

“Micah, I know you’re in there,” they say, even louder this time. It’s a man’s voice. It’s deep and sounds like he’s been smoking for many years. There is ill intent behind every word.

“Open the door Micah. I know I can get inside, and you don’t want that.” I hold tight to Micah. It feels like she’s going to shake right out of my arms. Kelly takes off down the hall to the kid’s rooms. I hear a little whispering, but for the most part, they are being quiet like mice.

Soon, she comes back with her phone in her hand. She moves to us and shows us the screen. Levi had text her.Stay away from the door. It’s Fred. This was all him.

Why would Levi’s dad want to kidnap me? I know I’m shaking as much as Micah is at this point because my head is starting to hurt.

Another boom sounds at the door and we all three jump.

“Micah, let me in. I know the boys aren’t here.” Kelly gasps and covers her mouth. She then grabs both of us and moves us to the farthest corner in the kitchen. We kneel down, so the bar separates us from the door.

“The kids are hiding in the closet. If we have to, we will run and do the same.” Kelly has a good plan, but I’ve already made up my mind. Before he gets close to either one of them or any of the kids, I will go with him.

“I heard rumors about what Roy did to you, Micah.” With that Micah goes deathly still and I look at her. Her face is completely white, and I watch as her eyebrows come together in confusion laced with anger. I don’t know who Roy is but by the way Kelly kept saying oh my gosh behind me, I know none of this can be good.

Slowly Micah stands up and grabs my hand. She then does the same to Kelly and she leads us down the hall into her room. She drops our hands and goes to the table beside the bed. She opens the drawer and pulls out a pistol. My eyes grow wide and Kelly starts whispering. “Micah. Please be careful. You know who this is.”

Micah looks at Kelly with a determined look on her face. “I do know who that is, and I will blow him away if I have to. Y’all stay here.” She then marches out of her room like she’s off to save the world. Kelly and I run to the door and open it. We don’t leave the room, but we watch as Micah points the pistol at the door with one hand and slowly unlocks it with the other. I’ve never seen someone switch so fast.

“Whoa whoa whoa,” says Fred, as he looks down the barrel of Micah’s forty-five. I watch as she holds it straight at him without a single shake. It’s astounding. She was just scared to death. Like me.

“Get off my porch, Fred,” she says with a fire I’ve never heard before. One that I’m sure I don’t possess.

“I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart.” There’s a slight chuckle in Fred’s voice. I don’t think he realizes that she will pull that trigger.

“Get off my porch, Fred,” she repeats.

“I just came to get what’s mine,” he tells her, and I know he’s talking about me.

“Nothing here is yours, Fred. Not even Levi. Your best bet is to leave before you do so in a body bag.”

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