Ill go get your baseball bat. I said, turning to leave.

Millie grabbed my arm, spinning me back round.

There is no way you are going anywhere in this house on your own.

You mean you don’t wanna be left on your own. I said smiling.

Millies hand trailed down my arm to link tightly with my fingers.

I mean I am not letting you out of my sight. she said sternly, leaning forward to plant a kiss against my forehead.

I smiled, the goofy grin smile. A light sprinkling of pink peppered across my cheeks, showing my secretive, sensitive side.

We cautiously went upstairs, the shadows moving and shifting seemingly of their own accord. The house was quiet, the silence filling the atmosphere with unease. I wasn’t absolutely scared shitless of the dark, but I wasn’t overly keen on it.

Millies bedroom door creaked open, my eyes going straight to the drapes across the window blowing in the breeze.

Did you leave that window open? I whispered, Millies body pressed up against my back.

I don’t know baby, maybe; I cant remember.

I nodded, the possibility of someone managing to climb up the outside of the house and into that particular window was remote. Unless of course Spider man had decided to brake in, in that case we were completely buggered.

I moved away from Millie to retrieve the baseball bat from the closet, she also had pepper spray. But there was a certain amount of proximity one had to achieve to secure the desired effect when using pepper spray. However, when one uses a baseball bat, the person on the receiving end can be at a safe distance and still suffer a satisfactory smack.

So you want to go round the whole house? I ask, bat in hand, ready for anything.

Millie smiled at my eagerness to protect, taking my free hand.

I think we should check the guest house first, that’s the first place someone would go. I mean there’s no lights on and wed only just about hear the alarm from in here.

So we made our way to the gust house, Millie holding on tightly the whole way. I dreaded to think what she must’ve been like when she lived here on her own. Probably locked all the doors and windows and left all the lights on. Hid under the covers with Disney movies playing repeatedly to keep the mood upbeat. Not including Bambi of course, possibly one of the most depressing movies to ever be released.