Chapter 1

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I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to keep warm. It was cold out and I only had on a thin sweater. My car broke down on the side of the highway, and now I was searching for the nearest gas station.

I'm not sure what was wrong with it. It just got inspected yesterday. They said it was fine. I don't understand. I shuddered, pulling my sweater tighter. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Who the fuck would be calling me at this hour?

I pulled it out, my hands shaking.

"H-hello?"

"Ryan? Oh thank Satan, you're okay." It was my best friend, Ricky. "You said you'd call when you got home, and that was an hour and a half ago. You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Y-yeah. M-my car broke down."

"Shit. Where are you?" He asked. "I'll ask Daddy if I can come get you."

Before I could tell him no, I heard him call for his Daddy. I wish I had a daddy.

"Daddy says I can come get you."

"Ricky. I'm fine. I can't just leave my car on the side of the highway."

"No! I can't leave you there!"

"Ricky! Stop! I'm fine. I see a gas station up ahead of me." I lied.

"Ugh. Fine. Just call me in a little while." He huffed, hanging up.

Dammit Ricky. Calm the fuck down. 

I mean yeah, I lied to him. There was no gas station in sight. I looked behind me, suddenly feeling like someone was watching me. It was probably just me being paranoid, as usual.

I continued walking, hoping to find some sort of shelter. It was so fucking cold out. I think my car hates me. Only it decided to break down on an empty road in the dead of winter.

As if someone answered my wishes, I saw a large house up ahead. At least I think it was a house. It was too far away to tell. I sped up a bit, wanting desperately to get there. I hope they let me inside.

I shivered a bit, sighing. I was cold and tired. Thanks car. Fuck you too.

Just then, it started to rain.

Fuck. My. Life.

Now I was cold, tired, and wet.

I continued my trek up the highway, hoping the owners of this house would let me in.

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Fuck. This story needed editing

~Syn

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