8: Ander's Paranoia

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Ander

Ander sat in his front yard, smoking weed and throwing rocks at the cars driving by. It was a quiet afternoon without his sexy brother around and Jamie's petty comments about his awful sense of fashion.

Giving River his parents' car was the right thing to do; he had called the cops after all, but deep inside, Ander wondered if allowing his brother to escape would bring him more trouble.

He fell asleep under the sun and when he woke up, he looked like a bloody tomato. He picked up his plastic chair to return inside but a strange smell caught his attention.

A woman in a red dress and black high heels stood in front of his house, smiling at him with an awful set of teeth. Her hair was a messy nest, with a family of crows living inside and chirping. She smelled of banana mixed with roses.

Ander glared at her. "If you're here for drugs, let me tell you I'm not interested in your body." He scanned her from head to toe. "You remind me of a movie villain from my childhood called Cachavacha."

She giggled irritatingly. "No, silly. I heard River Cassidy lived here. My name is Rosalyn, and I am looking for him."

"He gone. Go away." He tried to close the door but she put her foot between the door and the doorframe.

"I need to find him, please." Rose pushed the door with force.

Ander grimaced at her sight and kicked the door shut, sending Rosalia to the ground. "Leave me alone, you crazy woman!"

However, Rosalyn stuck to the window and knocked it several times. "Where is River? I need to find him!" She licked the glass.

Ander drew the curtains, covering the horrible sight, and cursed under his breath as he walked to his room.

But under his bed, he noticed a crow screaming at him, and next to him was Rose with a creepy smile on her face. "WHERE IS RIVER?"

"HE'S GONE!" Ander roared and tried to smack Rose with a broom but she crawled out of his room and disappeared into the bathroom.

Ander followed her but she was nowhere to be found.

When he thought it was over, Rosalyn's head popped out of the toilet. "Where is River Cassidy?"

"GO AWAY, YOU MONSTER!" Ander screamed and flushed the toilet, trying to get rid of the creepy banshee.

As she disappeared, he covered the toilet and put a heavy rock on top of it.

For the next few minutes, nothing happened, so Ander returned to his room. He dropped on his bed and grabbed his phone to dial the hookers. There was a great offer of 2x3 + Happy Ending + Steamboat Willie, and he couldn't miss it.

He arranged the meeting time and prepared his box of condoms along with his new set of The 1969 Official Underwear.

When the time came, and the doorbell rang, Ander rushed to the entrance, excited to try the new positions he had learned on TV.

Three ladies walked in and Ander began sweating. "Ok, wait in my room while I get ready!" he told them and locked all the doors. He grabbed his favorite socks, the ones with Putin's face on it, and wore them for the special occasion.

He strode to the room, smiling, but when he opened the door, he saw Rosalyn in the middle of the trio. She was smirking at him while the girls laughed at her awful dad jokes.

"Your friends are nice!" Rose said, but Ander grabbed a gun from his drawer and aimed it at her head.

"FOR THE LAST TIME, LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU PARASITE!" he shouted on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"I just want to know where River—"

Ander shot.

And one girl fell to the ground dead.

But it wasn't Rosalyn, it was one of the hookers. Seeing that, the remaining ones ran away screaming.

However, Rosalia crawled from under the bed, giggling. "That was close!"

Ander cursed the Gods and kneeled before the powerful monster. "If I tell you where River is, will you leave me alone?"

Rosalyn bobbed her head effusively, dropping some of the eggs from her head.

He let out a sigh and confessed, and she smiled and gave him a hug. "Thank you!"

The monstrous woman sauntered out of the room, humming a Taylor Swift song, while Ander kneeled next to the girl he had just murdered in cold blood.

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