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chapter 4

"What? I don't understand, who is this woman?"

"Well during the trip I may have gotten drunk and knocked her up, so she's going to be moving in with us."

"If she's moving in I'm moving out. Fuck this I can't deal with your shit."

With that, you ran upstairs to start packing my things. your dad has always been terrible so you saved up around thirty thousand dollars hidden in a broken floorboard in your room. Every time your father left town you withdrew a few hundred dollars from the bank. With that, you can get a small studio apartment and hopefully get a job. It was going to be a bit rough, but with the help of your dad's money, 'I'm sure I can manage'. you called your best friend, Beca, who had an old Corvair van (the type of van the mystery machine is from scooby doo), so there is plenty of space in the back to move your stuff.

Ben walked in noticing the bags filled with important personal items and clothes, along with the boxes full of gaming consoles, videogames, and screens that you have. "Hey, what's up? What happened?"

"Oh you know, the thing that all 17-year-olds go through. My dad knocked up some random whore while he was drunk and she is going to be a part of this household, so I'm going to be moving out."

"Do you need any help, or..."

"Yeah sure, thanks."

"Do you have a place to stay? And do you have a plan to haul all your shit there?"

"Yes and yes. I'm going to stay in a hotel for a month or so while I get a small apartment downtown. And my friend Rebecca has a van that has enough room to carry all my stuff."

For about an hour you and ben worked to pack the more important things that you would need. Beca arrived in her van along with her older brother in his pickup truck. We put my mattress in the back of the pickup truck and all the boxes and bags in the back of the van. You took a seat next to Beca closing the door and strapping yourself in. you drove to one of the cheaper hotels in town and Beca offered to hold on to a lot of your stuff until you got an apartment, and of course, you accepted, you can't keep all your crap and a mattress in your room with you. you got out of the car and ran inside with a bag of clothing getting a room for a month. you handed the kind older woman the money and took the key card from her wrinkled hands. you walked to the elevator and pressed the button to go up. When the elevator door opened there was this creepy older man. you decided to get in the elevator anyway, and hopefully, that was just the way he looked. you pressed the button for floor 4 as you watched the man from the corner of your eye. He was fairly tall around 6' 3", but he slouched making him look shorter. He had grey thinning hair on the top of his head that stopped at his neck. He had dark grey eyes that stared back at you and his chapped lips were curled into a wide smile showing off his yellow crooked teeth. The elevator opened and you quickly left making sure he wasn't following you. you walked to the stairs and ran down to floor 2. you located your room and swung open the door setting your stuff down on the bed and turning on the tv. That's when ben came tumbling out of it like an idiot.

"Ignore what just happened."

"Wassup ben?"

"Eh, sooo... this is the dump you're staying at?"

"Yup, it's only for a month. Oh, that reminds me I need to start looking for vacancies."

you scrolled through your phone looking for vacancies in your area. you found a place that looked decent and scheduled a tour for tomorrow morning at 10. Currently, it was 9 at night so you decided to stay up on your phone and talking to ben for a few more hours so you weren't exhausted for the tour tomorrow. you opened google and typed in ben drowned creepypasta. you clicked on the wiki link and looked at all the information in front of you. 'So he was only 12 when he died. That's harsh. It went into detail on his story he didn't include. It was probably too painful for him to bring up. If I had gone through that I wouldn't have been able to talk about it even after many many years.'

"Link's skills and powers (in-game), Manipulation, Deception, Madness inducement, Can manifest himself in the physical world, Electronic distortion and bugging, Teleportation, Intangibility, Dream-penetration, Dream-warping, Reality-warping (in-game), Control over Cleverbot, Presumed omniscience..." I mumbled reading over his skills.

"Damn your powerful man!"

"Well, no shit! I'm just a lazy bitch, so I never use it."

"It says you are a 'Sadistic Master Manipulator'"

"Mhm," he mindlessly responded keeping his eyes glued to his 3ds.

"Does that mean that you could make me do anything you wanted if you tried?"

"Maybe..."

"Well, would you do it if you most definitely could?"

"I don't think I would. Most of the time I use that trick when I am trying to make someone convince themselves death is the only escape, so they kill themselves trying to get away from me even though they are falling right into my hands. I've only ever used it to kill people so I'm not sure I could do it if it were on a different subject. Plus you don't fear me as my victims do. They want to escape me at all costs committing suicide, not realizing that's exactly what I want, but you are my friend so it probably wouldn't work. You know me better than any mortal does."

"Wow, ben don't fall in love with me," you joked.

"Ha, as if I would ever date you!"

"What! What's wrong with me huh?"

you both start laughing hysterically the sound of each other's laughter making it an endless loop. All a sudden there was a knock on the door.

"Who the fuck is at the door at 11 at night?"

"I don't know why don't you check dumb ass."

"Oh yeah good idea!" you responded. You peeked through the peephole in the door and the old man from earlier was standing there with a devious smirk on his face.

Hi sorry I haven't updated in like forever. I've been really busy and I'm going to try and update more often until the next bump in the road comes. - C