User:Nasiethecreepycoon

Darius

It was an ordinary night like no other. I had just gotten off from work, clocked out and put my stuff up. I was talking to my co-worker about the day. I worked at the Spencer's in my local mall so its always exciting to say the least. I looked to him and said "Hey, what'd you think about that lady today?" He looked at me and said "She was cute, nice butt on her." He starts to laugh. I respond "No not her you old hound dog," seeing as though I'm a girl and have no intrest sexually in females, but I knew the one he was talking about she did have quite the ass, "the one that was asking about the luv unit. About all the dildos and stuff." He replyed "Oh, oh yeah her. That was pretty funny on the phone, espically since she had the wrong accent for a Korean person". "Yeah that was pretty funny, well I'm tired and ready to get back home". "Why you in such a hurry," he says, "thought you liked being out of the house of your grandparents". This was true. I moved out of my parents house last year to finish out my senior year of high school and get ready for college without any more of the abuse I took from them. It was a good decision up until a few months before I was to graduate and it was like hell itself was on Earth. "Well, yeah I do. But I'm really tired dude, so lets go drop that off at the bank and go home okay." He laughs his quirky laugh he always does "Okay whatever."

We lock up the store and head out to the parking lot to our cars. "Which car you driving tonight?" he says lighting up a cigeret. "Mine we got it fixed now, turns out the O2 sensor was what was bad." My car is and 85 Monte Carlos V6 engine. My dad was a machanic so I knew a lot about cars for a girl around where I live. It was good on gas, unless you had to travle many miles a week and it takes $40 to fill it up which was $40 i didnt have so I never really went out much unless i could get a ride seeing as though I needed my gas to go to work. He responds "Oh thats not bad you could have still driven it." "Yeah i know, but the air filter was clogged up too, ya see. Thats not good." "Yeah. Well Ill meet you at the bank". We split up and went to our cars and met at the bank. He gets out and puts the bag in the drop box and drives off.

I pull over next to the bank to fiddle with my radio. Sometimes it would work and sometimes it wouldn't. I flip the switch hard and hear the pop of the speakers. "Come on, work tonight please, I dont want to drive home in silence". I flick the switch 3 more times, nothing, just the pops. "Oh well I need to get going anyways". So I pull out of the parking lot and get going. As i drive I see it start to get a little foggy so I turn on my bright lights, it dosent help much since I needed to replace them also. "Ahh bloody hell, I still cant see shit, this should be fun tonight". I drive on in the silence, with the only noise the wind from my window where it is cracked so I can have the fresh sulfur air from the chemical plant near by come in. "Ugh I wish they didnt burn that stuff. Dont they know some people like me are allergic to that." I drive on faster so I dont have an allergy attack.

As I'm driving home through the more country part of the county it starts getting foggier. Well seeing as though theres not any holagen street lamps around I cant see any better and also when I'm in settings like this I like to enjoy the fog. "Ahhhh, no ones behind me for miles and miles, nor in front". I slow down and I hear the sounds of the nature. The tree frogs are croking out the mating sounds to show whos the alpha frog and can get laid that night.

It looks so peaceful and I feel the same. As I come over this turn I get a bad feeling as if someone, no something, is watching me. So I look in my rearview mirrior and theres no car or anything behind me. "Come on get it together its just a little fog. nothing is---WHOA WHAT THE HELL!" I slam on the breaks right before I hit this person in a hooded robe. If I didnt have my brights on I would have hit them for sure. They come to my window. Instinctivly I lock it. "You mind to give and old man a ride?" he asked in an old raspy voice that sounded sort of like Dumbledor's from the Harry Potter films. Yes I am a fanatic about them and other British literitur, and films.

"Ummmm, I dont exactly pick up hitch hikers". I say to him. "I wont hurt you". he laughs. "Well how do I know that, you have that hood up". "Thats not important," he says "just give me a ride and everything will be okay." "Ummm well I'm sorry but I wont give you a ride, I just got off from work and are going home. I'm very tired. I understand your an older person but I just dont pick people up in the high way". "Look if you dont give me a ride up to my friends home over that hill up there nothing good will come of it". I see where he points and I knew the place, I used to live on that hill before we moved whe I was 10. The bad feeling returns even stronger. "Im sorry, but I just cant." I hit the gas and speed off leaving him in the distance. The feeling is even worse than before.

When I get home to my grandparents I walk in and put my stuff in my room. I then as ritual walk into my grandparents room to say hi the my grandmother and I tell her what happened on the way home. She sorta laughed and told me it was just some person trying to scare me and not to get so scared ealily. So I walk back to my room saing good night to both of them that I'm really tired and I'm going to bed.

As I sleep that night I toss and turn because my grandmother took me medicine. I'm an insomniac and cant sleep unless I have it. The feeling I got from earlier was still there even stronger. What he said echoed in my mind "Look if you dont givr me a ride to my friends home over that hill up there nothing good will come of it". I roll over and turn on my bed room lamp and I see him. Hes standing in my door way, but with his hood down. His face, oh is something I never wanted to remeber. That face it was half rotten flesh eaten by maggots going in and out of every hole, even on his body I predicted since I saw some come up his neck. "So you wanted to see how I look," he said in his raspy voice, "This is my apperence, and it will be yours at one day." "How. how did you get here?" I mubble. "I simply followed you." He says, "It wasnt to hard seeing as though your car was leaking water and left a trail" "OK BUT HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?!?!" I demanded to know, scared. "HAHAHA! Your not fooling me, I can see how scared you really are." His jaw flops as he talks. "In 3 days time if you do not go to the witch's house and get from her a potion that does away with the way I look you will lose everything dear to you. Do I make myself clear?" I reply mubbling "Ye-ye-yes. But why?" "Because if you don't I will come to you in the middle of the night before the 3rd night and take your family and curse you to look for the ones you lost. Now are we going to get the potion?" "Yes I will get the potion," I respond. "Good," he says, "I will visit you tomarrow night at this same time. If you dont have it there will be consiquences. And for everyday you dont have it, something will happen to make your loved ones sick. I shall leave your time starts tomarrow when you awaken." When I awaken the next day I remeber what the old man had said, but shake it off as some kind of thing as to where I was just tired, sleep depvrivation, and from being scared. I go to get some breakfast and talk to my grandparents before I go out with my friends. A few of us had decided to go swimming that day seeing as thouhg we're all going off to college pretty soon and a few have decided to go to state....I however jumped on the bandwagon to go to the local university however seeing as though its cheaper and Ill still be able to go to work. I munch on some cereal and have some chat with my grandparents. As per the norm I get into an argument with my grandfather about my work. I'm a part timer. He dosen't understand that seeing as though he worked in construction for 30 some years and had a full time 8-6 job. I work around 10-20 hours a week at most.

After out feude I got to get ready for my friends they come get me seeing as though I'm low on gas, and we head off to the pool. I'm not going to go in to detail here because nothing really relevant went on. We just swam and had a good time till it started to rain and we headed back home. My friends dropped me off and I hurried back inside and hung my bathing suit up. And go into the kitchen and grap a banana. "Hey mamaw," I sau to my grandmother, "Whats you fixing?" "Oh. some mac ad cheese and meatloaf," she responds "Sounds yummy," I say, "Im going to take a shower to get this chlorine out of my hair." "Okay hunny. Thats fine" she said. So I got to wash off and I finish and dry off and may hair. Then it's time to eat. I was starved from the day swimming all day and having fun with my friends. So I scarf down all that I ca amd clean up afte everyone is done eating as usual, and then I pass out.

Later that night I awaken to find him standing near the edge of my bed. "Do you have the potion from her?" he says. Me looking confused as to what he was talking about looked dazed at him and then remeber. "No, no I dont have it," I wispered. "I didn't think you would you little impecile. Remeber 2 more days till your time is up." " Yes, I know I shall get it to you tomarrow," i say. He turns around and dissappers.

I awake the next morning and I KNOW for sure he is real and isnt joking around. So I need to get my butt in gear and get to the witched house. I go in to check on my grandmother she says she's not feelling well, just a small fever and a stomache ache. I knew that I had to go get the old mans, or whatever he is potion. "Hey I'm leaving now mamaw." "I thought you didnt go in till noon," I hear her say. "They uh, called me in. Someones sick." That was the most logical thing i could say here. "Oh ok, well ne carefull, love you." "Love you too mamaw, and I will."

On my drive to the witches house. as he called her, I worry about my grandmother. I tell myself its just a stomache bug nothing bad can happen fomr it. I drive up to the old hill I used to live on and get out of the hill. Surprsingly it was the same house I lived in for all those many years. I knock on the door. *knock, knock, knock* I hear a shuffle inside and a lock click.

"Yes, what do you want, Ive never seen you hear before." a middle aged woman, kinda stout, but slim answered the door. "Um, I'm here because a friend of yours said that you have a potion that will make him not look the way he is now." She replies "Oh yes, Darius. I know him quit well. But the potion wont be done till tomarrow afternoon." "But," I whine a little not meaning to, " I need it by tonight. Or he'll do more stuff to my family." "Oh I see, he's up to those shnanagains again. I can'y help you there I'm afraid. You'll just have to wait till tomarrow to come get the potion." I look sad at the ground "Okay then it will be ready?" " Yes" she says.

I walk out of the house to my car and go to work. It was a bust day so I didnt have time to observe much and see what all went on. We had to stop a few shoplifters but that was as exciting as the day got. After work I was tired and ready to go home. We didnt have to go to the bank that night so I just went stright home and crashed. That night, he woke me at the same time, but this time his voice was more angrier than it was before " WHERE IS MY POTION! I WANT MY POTION! I NEED IT NOW!!!! "I couldnt get it today she said it wouldnt be ready till tomarrow afternoon." I respond scared in tears. "'''YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS. YOU BETTER HAVE IT TOMARROW NIGHT AT THIS TIME!!''' "Yes, I will" I say weak, and I pass out.

When I awoke the next morning I found a note saying my grandmother was taking to the hospital and the can't find anything wrong, but she is very sick. I knew it was Darius who was doing this. It was almost 15 till 1 when I woke up so I jumped in the shower and cleaned up. I dried off and headed toward my old home. When I got there I got out of my car and ran to the house and beat angerily on the door. *BOOM BOOM BOOM* "HEY! IS THE POTION READY YET?!?!" I scream. The little lady comes to the door, "Yes its ready, and I understand why you beat on the door. If I could help with your family, I would. Sadly I cannot." She pours the potion into a bottle and gives it to me. "now be carfule with this, mae sure nothing else gets mixed with it." "Okay," I say to her, "thank you for this." I walk to my car and head to the hospital to see my grandmother.

I'm not allowed access to her room. She's in the intensive care unit and in a coma. The doctors say they had never seem anything like her case before. That wasnt a shock to me since most of the doctors there hadn't seen someone shit a turd before. "Oh bloody hell. bloody hell, bloody fucking hell!!! This could have been avoided if I just gave im a ride!! God Damnit!" I beat my head on the wall. "Now miss," a nurse says "please calm down we dont want to hospitalize you also." "You know what, this hospital dosen't want to do that with anyone so I'ts not like I'm any different!" I walk out back home seeing as though its getting late and not very long till Darius will come.

I get back home and put the potion on my dresser and lay on my bed with my lights on. "YO DARIUS! I GOT YOUR FUCKING YOUTH POTION COME AND GET IT!" I hear a pop and I see that hidious magot eaten face of his. His jaw still flopping when he talks, "Ahhh yes that is it, she gave it to you for me." he takes it and chugs it down. "Okay, now you make my grandmother better." I demand. "Why is that?" he croaks his face and body slowly looking more humanoid. "Because I kept my end of the bargin now you keep yours." He says "I'm sorry, but I just can't." He smiles and walks off.

I suddenly get this feeling of hoplessness and my phone rings. The hospital says my grandmother had just died. My sanity snaped and till this day all I think about is how I could have saved her if I just gave him that ride. So as I sit her in this nice jacker and bed these people have given me to make myself comfy I tell you this, Ig you're anywhere in the Kingsport region at night, and its foggy, and you get the feeling your being watched, thats Darius. Stop and give him a ride. It'll be worth it. I promise.

--Nasiethecreepycoon 07:35, June 25, 2014 (UTC) Hope 3:29 am June 25, 2014