Compilation of Creepy Stories

Beatrice

Beatrice: Armando?
Beatrice: Are you there, Armando?
Beatrice: I need your help.
Beatrice: Armando???

Armando: What the hell is up with you?
Armando: Where have you been?
Armando: Do you know how much trouble you caused?
Armando: You scared the whole family.
Armando: We were all fearing the worst.

Beatrice: I'm so sorry.
Beatrice: Believe me, it was not my intention.

Armando: You need to call Mom and Dad.
Armando: They've been worried sick about you.
Armando: Nobody has heard from you in three days
Armando: Even the police are out looking for you!
Armando: We didn't know if you ran off with some guy
Armando: Or if you were just out partying with your friends.
Armando: We didn't know anything!
Armando: It's very irresponsible.

Beatrice: Don't scold me.
Beatrice: Especially when you don't know what actually happened.

Armando: Well then tell me.
Armando: I'm not the one you have to worry about.
Armando: When you get home, Mom and Dad will be furious.
Armando: They'll scold you much worse than me.
Armando: But if you have a good excuse, they will understand.
Armando: After all you're already eighteen.
Armando: Come home and tell them what happened.

Beatrice: I would if I could.
Beatrice: That's why I'm texting you
Beatrice: I need your help.
Beatrice: I need you to come for me
Beatrice: Come and pick me up.
Beatrice: And don't say anything to Mom and Dad

Armando: And why wouldn't I tell them???
Armando: They're the ones who are most worried!

Beatrice: You've always been the reliable one, Armando.
Beatrice: You're the one everybody looks to in a crisis.
Beatrice: You are the one who can deal with anything.
Beatrice: That's why I need it to be you and nobody else who comes to pick me up

Armando: Good Lord, Bea! What are you talking about?
Armando: You're starting to scare me.
Armando: It's the middle of the night.
Armando: You couldn't have texted me earlier?
Armando: OK, I'm dressed. I'm ready to go.
Armando: So where are you?

Beatrice: Thank you, little brother.
Beatrice: I'm close to the river.
Beatrice: You'll have to come by car
Beatrice: And then walk the rest.

Armando: What???
Armando: It's a big river.
Armando: Am I supposed to comb the entire area?
Armando: You could at least give me some landmarks.
Armando: Or wait by the side of the road.
Armando: And why the hell are you there in the first place?

Beatrice: Don't ask.

Armando: You know what, maybe I better tell Mom and Dad
Armando: And then the police can come and pick you up.
Armando: That would be much easier for me.

Beatrice: No, please no
Beatrice: Don't tell our parents.
Beatrice: And don't involve the police
Beatrice: They will just tell our parents
Beatrice: And I don't want that.
Beatrice: You're the only one I trust

Armando: You're putting me in a really awkward situation, Bea.
Armando: I don't know what to do.

Beatrice: Come for me.

Armando: At least make it easier for me.
Armando: Give me a few more landmarks so I can narrow it down.

Beatrice: I think there was an old abandoned ranch

Armando: I know it

Beatrice: I think we went through there.
Beatrice: The rest of the way we went on foot.

Armando: "We went"???
Armando: Who else was with you?
Armando: You should go out to the road and wait for me.

Beatrice: I can't, little brother.
Beatrice: Seriously I can't.
Beatrice: If I could, don't you think I would have gone back home myself?
Beatrice: As for those who came with me...
Beatrice: You don't know them
Beatrice: So it's better not to tell you.