Driving Under the Influ, chapter 4
"Mike, you gotta come over here quick!" I wispered when Mike took his phone. "Why do I have to come over there quick?" Mike replied. "Cause there's a murder upstair's!" I whispered again. "A murder? Have you checked?" Mike asked me. "No, are you crazy?! The murder is waiting for me to come upstairs so he can kill me you dumbass!" "Okay, okay.. I'll be right there."
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Ten minutes later I could hear Mike's voice in the hall. "Hello? Tré?" "I'm here," I replied and unlocked the door. "What the fuck Tré? There's no one here. If it was, he'd-"
"AHOOOOOOOOMMM!" we heard.
"What was that?" Mike asked me.
"That's the murder," I wispered.
"Oh god Mike, I think I'm gonna die," I said, pulling myself close to him. "Maybe it isn't a.." "WE'RE BOTH GONNA DIIEEE!" I yelled. "Calm down Tré. If there is a murder he would been here by now.. And we would already be dead." Mike said calmly. "Are you sure?" I asked him. "This has a natural explenation," Mike said, looking serious. "Let's go upstair's and find out what's up there." Mike let go of me and started to walk up the stair's.
"Miiiikee... Are you going to leave me here? Mike?" I asked. "Come on," he said to me, and I followed him. "This is not a good idea, this is not a good idea, this is not a good idea.." I whispered all over and over again. "AHOOOOOM!" "Fuck Mike, I won't go any further," I said when I heard it again. Mike took the last step. He started laughing. "Why are everyone so damn happy today?" I asked myself, angrily. "So this is your murder? Harrison who's meditating?" Mike laughed. "H-Harrison?" I asked confused and took the last step's. And Mike were right. In the middle of the floor, Harrison sat. He was doing something weird with his hand's and his leg's why wispering word's on a language I didn't understand. I was pissed. "What are you doing here Harrison?!" I asked angrily. Mike was still laughing. "I'm living here," Harrison replied with his eye's shut. "You're not living here Harri," I said, feeling terrible. "Oh Mike, I knew you shouldn't bring him here. Now I'll never get rid of him!" "That's not my problem," Mike laughed. "I gotta go home now.. I hope thing's will be better here." He went downstair's, and as soon as I knew he'd left I runned after Harrison. "You're not gonna be here, you're not gonna be here, you're not gonna be here!" I yelled while chasing him. "I was just meditating! I promise!" Harrison yelled back. "Get out of my house!" I screamed. "But I have no place to go! I can clean your house after your next parties if you wish.." I stopped chasing him. "Clean my house?" I asked. Harrison nodded slowly. "For two week's?" He nodded again. I smiled. "Deal!" I said.
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In half an hour Harrison had eated all of my food, so I went to the foodstore. "I gotta buy that, and I gotta buy that, and I gotta buy.." I said to myself, figuring out what to buy. "BABYFOOD!" I yelled and runned to the babyfood. "That's the best thing about being home alone." I said, smiling, while I held the babyfood in my hand's.
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"Does it cost this much?" I asked the lady behind the desk when I was paying the food. "Yes," she said, looking weird at me. "But.. I'm pregnant! It got to be some kind off.. Lower price for pregnant wo.. Men who can't work." I said hopefully. "Did you say pregnant men?" she asked me. "Ye-ah. You bet I did." "Well, I'm not stupid, pay this or hand some food to me," she said, looking at the babyfood. "If you give me the babyfood you just have enough money's.." she said. I looked sadly down at the babyfood while handing it to her. She smiled as I payed her. "This is all your fault Harrison," I though.
***
Ten minutes later I could hear Mike's voice in the hall. "Hello? Tré?" "I'm here," I replied and unlocked the door. "What the fuck Tré? There's no one here. If it was, he'd-"
"AHOOOOOOOOMMM!" we heard.
"What was that?" Mike asked me.
"That's the murder," I wispered.
"Oh god Mike, I think I'm gonna die," I said, pulling myself close to him. "Maybe it isn't a.." "WE'RE BOTH GONNA DIIEEE!" I yelled. "Calm down Tré. If there is a murder he would been here by now.. And we would already be dead." Mike said calmly. "Are you sure?" I asked him. "This has a natural explenation," Mike said, looking serious. "Let's go upstair's and find out what's up there." Mike let go of me and started to walk up the stair's.
"Miiiikee... Are you going to leave me here? Mike?" I asked. "Come on," he said to me, and I followed him. "This is not a good idea, this is not a good idea, this is not a good idea.." I whispered all over and over again. "AHOOOOOM!" "Fuck Mike, I won't go any further," I said when I heard it again. Mike took the last step. He started laughing. "Why are everyone so damn happy today?" I asked myself, angrily. "So this is your murder? Harrison who's meditating?" Mike laughed. "H-Harrison?" I asked confused and took the last step's. And Mike were right. In the middle of the floor, Harrison sat. He was doing something weird with his hand's and his leg's why wispering word's on a language I didn't understand. I was pissed. "What are you doing here Harrison?!" I asked angrily. Mike was still laughing. "I'm living here," Harrison replied with his eye's shut. "You're not living here Harri," I said, feeling terrible. "Oh Mike, I knew you shouldn't bring him here. Now I'll never get rid of him!" "That's not my problem," Mike laughed. "I gotta go home now.. I hope thing's will be better here." He went downstair's, and as soon as I knew he'd left I runned after Harrison. "You're not gonna be here, you're not gonna be here, you're not gonna be here!" I yelled while chasing him. "I was just meditating! I promise!" Harrison yelled back. "Get out of my house!" I screamed. "But I have no place to go! I can clean your house after your next parties if you wish.." I stopped chasing him. "Clean my house?" I asked. Harrison nodded slowly. "For two week's?" He nodded again. I smiled. "Deal!" I said.
***
In half an hour Harrison had eated all of my food, so I went to the foodstore. "I gotta buy that, and I gotta buy that, and I gotta buy.." I said to myself, figuring out what to buy. "BABYFOOD!" I yelled and runned to the babyfood. "That's the best thing about being home alone." I said, smiling, while I held the babyfood in my hand's.
***
"Does it cost this much?" I asked the lady behind the desk when I was paying the food. "Yes," she said, looking weird at me. "But.. I'm pregnant! It got to be some kind off.. Lower price for pregnant wo.. Men who can't work." I said hopefully. "Did you say pregnant men?" she asked me. "Ye-ah. You bet I did." "Well, I'm not stupid, pay this or hand some food to me," she said, looking at the babyfood. "If you give me the babyfood you just have enough money's.." she said. I looked sadly down at the babyfood while handing it to her. She smiled as I payed her. "This is all your fault Harrison," I though.
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