I drove the car for about two hours and then my aunt said we had to switch. She stopped at a gas station in Asheville. Out of the side mirror, I could see a familiar face. He walked up to my window all excited and creepy. "Well hello, there hot stuff!" Aaron said with a smirk. "Go away before I call the cops!" I said and then rolled up my window. Then my aunt walked out of the gas station shop and spotted him staring at me. She quickly rushed to the car and got the gas machine going. "Excuse me sir, but you seem to be bothering my niece and I would most definitely appreciate if you would leave her and my car alone!" she said sweetly. "Oh, I am very sorry to have bothered anyone ma'am! Have a wonderful rest of your day!" and then he walked off. After we finished filling up we got back on the road.
I loved this car, it was a tan, 1962 Volkswagen Beetle Convertible. It was a gorgeous car, it moved smoothly from my deceased Uncle George always fixing it up with modern car parts. My aunt said she would give it to me after I got my license and turned 17. But I told her not to worry about it. I've been saving up for the car of my dreams. As much as I loved this car and all the sentimental value, it wasn't my truck! I wanted a light blue and white, 1957 GMC pickup truck. It was a beautiful work of art! I rolled my window and rested my head and arms on the door. We were in Charlotte a few hours later. I had fallen asleep and my wonderful aunt had been driving for six hours. When we stopped at another gas station, I took the wheel. My aunt had fallen asleep after 30 minutes of the drive. After three more hours I stopped and got something to eat at Chick-Fil-A. Some chicken tenders, fries, and a coke and that's a meal. My aunt was still asleep, so I left some fries for her. As soon as we reached Raleigh I took a few minutes to stop and rest. After that, I just drove and didn't stop until I reached Wilmington. After I got to my house, I woke my aunt up. I walked up to the front door and knocked, I had lost my keys somewhere. I heard my dad's footsteps shuffling towards the door. He had always had heavy steps while my moms were light and soundless. As he opened the door his jade eyes looked up all puffy, and red with huge bags hanging beneath them, and they lit up. "Daddy?"
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Hey, guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It took a lot of thought for the cars and what stops they would make on the trip and I wanted to integrate Carly's creepy stalker into this with a confrontation as well so I hope you enjoyed that! And what do you think of the cliffhanger? I wanted to continue but I realized that it would make a really good cliffhanger like right at that moment so, I hope you enjoyed! I'm probably gonna update this again today because I myself am extremely interested in this story, so I hope you liked it! ((BTW WE MADE IT TO #203 IN HORROR TODAY!!!!!!))

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Tied Up
HorrorIt was a normal day of summer fun... But the terrors had just begun Highest Rank: #119 in Horror Book 1 in the Makeshift Misfits Short Stories