Rookie

There was someone at the door.
I heard the doorbell ringing and stood still my back glued to the wall in the livingroom, my palms sweating, my heart racing like crazy. There was as persistant knocking on the door and the man's voice called out his name. I held my breath. I could hear his footsteps on the porch then rattling around the window. I closed my eyes. Another round of doorbell ringing and heavy knocking on the door later he was gone. My muscles ached with tension and I breathed out with relief falling on the floor with a quiet thud. My mouth was dry. They will come back eventually, I must hurry.  I run through the baskets, boxes and drawers awkwardly. I kept knocking things over and then catching them the very last moment. My hands were shaking and I felt desperation quickly brewing in my chest. "Don't cry now!" a thought I put on repeat like mantra. I swallowed hard and some tension was releaved. Suddenly, I heard the car doors slammed and some heavy, steady footsteps on the gravel. I was shocked but I didn't run or hide but kept looking through the drawer at hand, like I was in a loop unable to get out. Just as I heard the jingling of keys, I found what I was looking for and it broke the spell. I grabbed the USB and hid myself befind the sofa. The door opened and closed, the heavy, tired footsteps entered the livingroom. Then there was a welcoming sound of sofa greeting the body and with a silent click TV became alive. I was stuck here for a long time.