Devilish || Creepypasta story ||

26

Nothing else creepy happened on my wall back to the house except seeing the dead rotting turkey, well, I guess I've seen worse than that haven't I. When I get back to the house I see the front door wide open. I walk inside and close the door, I see... a cheerleader laid down next to the couch. "Jeff!" I call out, he comes in from the back door and says, "I was just looking for you! This girl came by to pick up Alice".

"Don't say her name like she's still alive", I say with an angry look on my face, "someone's going to realize their missing soon, we should leave before someone calls the police", I say. Jeff nods and walks upstairs. Soon he comes down with his backpack and a duffle bag. "What's in that bag?" I ask as I point to the blue duffle bag. "Money" says Jeff walking past me and out the door.

I follow him out the door and see him putting the bags in the passenger seats. I get in the front and buckle up. Jeff gets in the drivers side and starts the car. We drive off and as we are we see a couple that looks in their 30's pull into the driveway, we make eye contact with them and Jeff speeds up and we drive out on to the main road.

"Where are we going?" I ask Jeff, "well, I was planning on is staying at that house for a couple days, but it's okay, the next place I have planned for us to stay at is quite a few hours away, it's out of state, it will be worth the drive", he replies. I nod and take a leaf out of my hair.

We drive for about 3 hours and end up at a gas station in the middle of no where, we're definitely in the country now. Jeff says, "I'll be back" and goes into the store to pay for gas and whatever Jeff's going to do.

When he comes back out I see he's holding a coffee and something in a brown bag. He walks up to my window and signals me to roll down the window, I do and he hands me the coffee and bag. He smiles and then pumps the gas into the car.