Somethings Wrong

I awoke to hear heavy breathing coming from my room. I opened my eyes and looked around, the clock read 11:54 pm. I turn to the right to see my brother sleeping. We are the only ones home since my parents were in LA attending a funeral. My brother never breaths heavily, he's always quiet. Then I remember that he had been sick for three days, so maybe he was cold which is why he was breathing heavily. I got up from bed to check on him. He had covered himself completely with the blanket. I sighed and grabbed my phone before heading towards the bathroom. After using the bathroom I headed back to my room. As I reached to open the door handle, I got a call from my dad.

" Hello?"

" Hey mijo, you still awake?"

" I mean I was asleep, but Louis was breathing heavily and woke me up. Anyway I'm heading ba-"

" Louis is back already?"

I was confused for a moment and quickly answered back.

" What do you mean? Wasn't he always here?"

" Louis called me a few minutes ago telling me that he was stuck in traffic. Why?"

I ran to the window to look at my parking lot. The car wasn't there. I heard the door to my room close. I slowly walked to the door and with my trembling hands, I opened it. I screamed. Through the crack of the door, I saw an eye looking back at me.