4: Creepy Carl

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"Oh, no. No, no, no, no!" I yelled.

"What now?" Carter asked, we were on the road for another 10 minutes when the car came to a complete stop.

"Uhh.. I think we may be out of gas," I informed him.

"How!? We were just at the gas station!"

"Yea, well I'm sorry I was a little distracted with everything!" I yelled.

"Great! Now we're stuck! What the hell are we supposed to do now?"

"Look, there's a house up there, we could ask them for help", I suggest.

"Ugh, and we're supposed to walk all the way up there?" Carter whined.

"Yes, its really not that far up. Stop complaining" I say getting out of the car.

"I'm not the one that didn't get gas at the Gas station," Carter says and jumps out behind me and starts walking slowly behind me.

I ignore his last statement. "Hurry up you slow poke", I shout behind me to him.

"I'm not a slow poke. What does slow poke even mean?"

"It means you're slow."

"But why the 'poke'? What's the point in the poke?"

"I don't know it's a figure of speech geez, don't get so technical."

We take a couple more steps and he talks again. "We're not even there yet!" he complains.

"We've been walking all of 60 seconds, we're not the flash," I tell him.

"It's so far, just go without me," Carter says. I roll my eyes and look back at him.

"Would you shut the hell up and walk?" I say. "You complaining is not making this any quicker."

He groans and we start walking again. 2 minutes pass and he starts up again.

"How long have we been walking now?"

"120 seconds", I say.

"Why don't you just say 2 minutes?" he asks.

"120 seconds doesn't sound as long," I shrug. "Look, were almost there, only 90 more seconds."

"Finally!" he groans.

"Honestly, how do you survive? You couldn't walk up a hill for more than 240 seconds without complaining," I say.

"I'm sorry I don't usually climb hills and mountains in my spare time," he says.

"Okay? Neither do I, what was your point?" I ask him.

He shrugs, "I don't know honestly, I just like to hear myself talk."

I roll my eyes, "okay, lets jus go ask these people for help," I say and we walk up to the door. Carter lift his hand up to knock on the front door, but there is no answer.

"Who are you?" a man asked and we quickly turn around to see a man standing behind us. He had greasy hair and a dirty jumper, with the name Carl on it.

"Uh, hello. I'm Alex and this is Carter. We were wondering if you could help us?"

"No, go away," he says.

"Alright let's go," Carter says pulling me away but I don't move.

"No, look we jus need some gas. Our car stopped right down the street so we can't go away even if we wanted to unless you give us some gas." I say looking at 'Carl' and he turns around. He looks back at me then at Carter then back again. "Really we jus need enough gas to get us to the nearest gas station," I explain.

"Fine, wait here" he says and walks around to the back of the house. Me and Carter stand around waiting and a cat comes darting past us screeching.

"Mary come back here and get your bath!" a woman yells behind us. We both turn in surprise and she looks back at us in surprise. "Oh hello, who are you."

"Uh were jus waiting for um Carl to come back I think," she looks at me confused. "Um the other guy here is helping us out and getting us some gas." I try to explain.

She is a short and plump, white woman with dirty blonde hair. She was wearing an old night gown with worn out house slippers. Her face changes as if she just saw a ghost. "Who?! Who sent you!" The woman looks back and forth between me and carter frantically her eyes twitching as she stands frozen. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MEE!!"

Me and carter instantly back away, "ma'am calm down, no one sent us. I don't know what you're talking about." Carter tried to reason with the crazy lady but she wasn't having it. Instead she screams.

Carl comes from around the corner carrying a gas can, "GODDAMMIT ERMA GET BACK IN THE HOUSE!" He throws the can at carter, who fumbles it. "You guys need to go," he said to us then turns toward the woman grabbing her by the hand. "Let's get you inside you lunatic, you know you shouldn't be out here."

"I didn't find Mary," she starts to cry and Carl assures her the cat is fine. I look at carter with the, letsgetthefuckoutofhere, look and we start running back to the car.

"Okay!" Carter says once we get back to the car. "What the hell was going on with them?" I start to laugh, "no seriously," he says.

"Creepy Carl and erratic Erma. No wonder they have no neighbors within 15 miles."

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**Ooh shits getting weird and I hope you're enjoying it. Please be sure to leave any comments or questions and vote!! ✨

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