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and getting help. He pulled at them and he could feel them cutting into his fingertips, making them bleed against the screen. Wonder if I’ll have to get a tetanus shot he thought, and then cursed himself for thinking so crazy. Who gave a fuck if he got tetanus if they were all killed by the crazy motherfucker fighting with his dad in the hall right now?
    He kept pulling at the screws, willing them to let go. Finally one released. Then the other. It was enough. He shoved his fist through the opening the two missing screws made. He forced the screen to bend and as it did it made a horrible, loud screeching sound. He froze. Looked at his mom. She had her finger to her lips, urging silence. For one horrible moment they both stood in place, waiting to see if there was any change to the sounds of battle on the other side of the door.
    Waiting to see if someone else would run around the house, alerted to the sounds of someone escaping out the window.  When no one appeared, he kept on pushing at the screen. Making it give the leeway he needed to climb out.
    Finally he felt like he could get through. It would be tight, but he had always been a small guy, taking after his petite mom rather than his bear of a dad. For the first time he was actually grateful that he couldn’t seem to put on weight or inches. Grateful that he was small and looked a lot younger than his 15 years.
    “Please come with me mom,” he begged her one more time. It didn’t feel right to slip out of this nightmare and leave his mom behind in it.
    She shook her head no and waved him on.
    “Call the police Liam,” she told him one more time. As if he needed reminding.
    With one last look at her frightened, tear stained face he dragged his chair over to the window to give him more leverage to stand on and he crouched on the sill, standing on the bent crushed screen, poised to jump.
    “Jump,” his mom shouted suddenly. “Jump Liam!”
    He only had time to see his bedroom door creaking open as she tried to hold it closed. He could see a ringed hand pushing its way through the crack and gripping the door. A hand that wasn’t his dads.
    He jumped.

CHAPTER 6
     
    As she saw her son leap out his window and heard the muffled thud as he hit the snow covered ground, Faith felt only relief. All her fear and shock at the horror of the situation was flooded with a deep thankful sigh of relief. Her son was out. No matter what would happen to her and Mac, at least Liam was safe.
    She was jolted back to her own reality by the shuddering insistent push of the door against her shoulder. She felt this strangers hand scramble to her shoulder and grip tightly. If she’d heard someone describing the situation she wouldn’t have believed it, but she could smell him. She could actually the smell the stink coming off him. The stink of adrenaline and the bitter copper of blood was forcing its way into her nostrils and it made her stomach turn with dread.
    Faith pushed with all her might, hoping she could break his wrist in the door. She heard him yelp and saw his hand recoil.
    “Mac!” She screamed. “Mac?”
    At the sound of her voice the hand snapped back and the door slammed with a thud. She fell against it, trying to lock it again but it was too far broken. The door jamb itself was splintering where it had been battered.
    She held her breath trying to stay as silent as possible. Was Mac out there? Had he gone for help? She couldn’t imagine that he would have left her and Liam in this room, defenseless and alone. It was possible that he hadn’t known she was there. It’s not like they’d had a moment to discuss battle strategy before this crazy onslaught of terror had begun. She’d operated on pure animal instinct. Throwing herself into Liam’s room, trying to stop in from unknowingly putting himself into harms way.
    He wouldn’t have left her. She knew that. Mac had been her soul mate, her reason for living, for the last 20 years. They’d met after high school