Life at Creepypasta Mansion

Chapter 29

...Life at Creepypasta Mansion...

Chapter 29.

~Jeff's Point Of View~

So I looked up this 'Andy Cress' and got his details and found out he works at the local nightclub. I know what he looks like so I planned on hitting him up for information right there.

Later that night I waited at one of the bar stools for Andy to show up for his shift in the club. Eventually, a guy fitting his description entered the bar and started wiping down the counter while his co-worker took the other girls' shift, and started mixing drinks and taking orders. I leaned over the counter to catch his attention.

"Hey, can I take your order?" He said in a cheery voice.

"Yeah, can I see Andy Cress?"

"Y-you'd like to order Andy Cress?"

"Oh, no, I meant... Actually, yeah, I'd like to order Andy Cress."

The guy raised an eyebrow at me before laughing and calling Andy.

"Uh, hey Andy? Yeah, uh, this guy would like to order some... Uh, you."

"Some me?"

"Yeah, uh, some you."

"Oh... Can you tell him I'm straight?"

I jumped a bit and quickly intervened, "No! No... I just want to speak to you!"

Andy looked me over, then smiled.

"Kay then."

He walked around the the other side of the counter and sat beside me on a bar stool. He had shiny black hair, bright blue eyes and a piercing on his lip.

"You wanted to speak?" he said, flashing a suggestive smile.

"Uh yeah. It's about Erica."

"Erica? My ex Erica?"

"Yeah."

"Oh yeah, we broke up, then she went on a date with this guy Jeff, but I don't care, we're both happy now, but she hates me, and she publicly humiliated me to 'accentuate the hate'."

"She hates you? So you have nothing to lose if you get caught for breaking her and her new boyfriend up?"

"Her new boyfriend Jeff?"

"Nope. Her new boyfriend Masky."

"Masky? Weird nickname... Well, I suppose I have nothing to lose, but why are you asking?"

"Because that old boyfriend Jeff?" I pointed to my chest, "is here asking Erica's ex to break up a happy couple."

Andy smirked slyly, "Yeah, I'll do it. It's easy, I just need her phone, and Masky's."

I smiled, "When do we meet?"

"Saturday night, 9:00, here."

"Got it."

We shook hands and I left the nightclub. Walked back to the well, devising a plan to get Erica's phone...