Romans & histoires Knock Knock By Daniel Beaty

KNOCK KNOCK She heard a sharp knock and cleared her face and opened the door with a fake smile.. It was Raj .. He entered the room.. he looked at the broken picture and then the packed bags... "Are you leaving me?" He asked .A real sadness came on his face.. He tried hard to control himself .." yes , I am going...I am leaving you " she yelled and sat on the floor and started a loud sound crying...he also sat in front of her.. Tears started falling down from his eyes too..

Year 1863 Knock ... knock, knock ... Thea turned around. Without even opening the door, she knew who was standing behind it. The beat was Kay's signature beat. Thea ignored him. She did not move an inch from her place. Knock... knock, knock ... One… two… three… four… five… he counted to himself and a third beat was heard. Knock ... knock, knock ... This time Thea counted to ten and the door opened.

The sound of water running, the small movements of cooking—it all felt grounding in a way I didn’t expect. Like I was proving to myself that I could still function without everything feeling overwhelming. A knock came at the door. I paused. I walked over and opened it. Daniel. He stood there like he always did now—careful, not invading space, not assuming anything. Just present. “Morning,” he said. “Morning,” I replied. He glanced briefly inside. “You were up early?” “Yeah,” I said. “Couldn’t sleep long.” He nodded like he understood without needing details.

For one second, I honestly consider pretending I didn’t hear it. Then it comes again. Tap. I already know who it is. Nobody else would knock on my window. I roll over with a groan and pull back the curtain. Of course. Beckett. Standing outside like this is completely normal. Like people regularly show up at bedroom windows. Like he didn’t spend this morning proving exactly who he is. I shove the window open. “What?” Not hello. Not hi. Just what. His eyebrows lift slightly. Good. Let him be surprised.

~Fallon~ The knock came at 6:03 p.m. I heard it before I saw him—three even taps, just loud enough to be sure. Not rushed. Not hesitant either. Just… deliberate. Like someone who knew he shouldn’t be here, but showed up anyway. I was already near the window, pretending not to be.

(laughs in an evil manner) “Knock knock knock.” A loud knock erupted from the door, and I sat up straight, my eyes wide with amusement. Yes! Yes!!!! He was here! Finally! I turned to Nayla, who looked so nervous as she struggled to turn on her camera. “Knock! Knock!” The knock came again, louder this time. Once I saw our camera was up and ready, I opened the door, ready to capture the moment. I gasped, my phone falling from my hand when my eyes landed on Roy.

As for her, she was exhausted to death. Some even wanted to sleep. "Du ...Du ..." Suddenly, a loud knocking sound came from outside the door. Betty blinked her hazy eyes. Was it just an illusion? At this moment, someone knocked on her door. It must be Diya, it must be her! "Diya, save me ..." After Betty finished speaking, she stood up shakily and ran to open the door. When she was at the door, she bumped into the door again. The gate had been opened by her, and what she thought was Diya ...It was actually not Diya ...

I was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Who was it? Or, was Daniel back? But this quick?

KNOCK KNOCK Leila was drying her hair after a warm bath when she heard a knock on her door. “It must be him.” She hurried out of her room and opened the door. There, she saw Taylor standing outside, his whole body drenched from the rain. “Goodness, what happened to you?!” “Haha… It rained and I forgot to bring an umbrella.” “You didn’t drive?” “Why would I drive if there’s a convenience store nearby?”

**Knock Knock Knock** Here goes nothing. I knocked firmly on his door three times and waited for a response. The response I got was complete silence. Is he asleep…or did something bad happen to him? I bit my lower lip as I knocked again on his door, this time harder and louder than before. Once again, all I heard was silence. There was no response or any sounds of movement on the other side of the door. Hayden…are you ok? I felt like time had frozen and everything was happening in slow motion as I reached out my hand grasp the doorknob. I took in a deep breath and held it before slowly turning it. It turned, the room was unlocked.