Thread: Home Alone (Casket & Tori)

She's not that into you Jim, that's it, I don't know how else to put it to you man! She thinks your a creep and she don't want anything to do with you, get it through your thick head! Kyle said, restating his point. Well she better start getting 'in' to me and you better make her understand or else I'm gonna let everybody know! Jim said again with that smug smile. Suddenly Kyle's phone went off and he pulled it from his pocket and looked down at his messages. He saw Lindsey's text and cursed himself for not keeping track of the time. I gotta go, apparently people are already starting to show up at my house for the fucking party you planned! Kyle said angrily. Must be some of the younger girls I invited. I'll be over after 9pm Kyle, I gotta stop by Phil's house and grab some coke and some X, there had better be a killer party happening by the time I get there or I'm gonna fuck you up Kyle! You hear me? Jim persisted. Yeah, yeah man....I got it. Kyle said as he walked back out into the front of the icecream parlor and saw Ashley licking icecream off of Gretchen's finger as both the girls giggled. Ashley, You probably shouldn't do that, you don't know where Gretchen's hand has been. Kyle said as he walked through the counter door and back out into the mall's causeway. What's that supposed to mean? Hey, Kyle? So you never answered me, can I come by your party and hang out later? Ashley asked. Sure....whatever. Kyle answered and then set off in a jog toward the parking lot where his Chevelle was parked. He hopped into the car and pulled his phone out, typing 'OK, Be home soon' and then hitting send. Kyle started up his car and thought of the quickest way to get home. The surface streets were bound to be crammed with friday night traffic, but the back road that lead over Bakerstand Hill would get him there in half the time. Normally he wouldn't use such a secluded dirt road because there were deer that would jump out occasionally and the last thing he wanted was for his pristine restored classic car to take a hit from some startled wild life, but Lindsey's message was urgent and he didn't have much of an option. Kyle dropped the car into drive and took off, he made a few turns and as the moon started to rise in the sky he turned onto the nearly closed road. No one lived on this stretch anymore and most everybody steered clear, especially in the winter because they didn't bother plowing it any more. Mostly kids used it to party and make out in the summer but tonight he expected it to be free of traffic, because apparently everybody was going to show up at his place. Kyle dropped his foot onto the accelerator and let the car's big motor roar to life. The speedometer's needle hovered around 75mph when he got to the top of the hill and as he breached the ridge he suddenly saw a flash of fur. Kyle's foot switched over and tried to pump the brakes but it was too late, he heard the thump and a whine from whatever just smashed the front of his car. FUCK! He exclaimed and held the wheel tight as the car skidded to a halt. I fucking knew this was a bad idea! Motherfucker! Kyle cursed as he opened his door and stormed to the front of his car to inspect the damage. His driver's headlight was gone and atleast half of the chrome grill was smashed to pieces. There was a large blood stain on his bumper and fur stuck into the folds of his now leaking radiator. SON OF A BITCH!!! Kyle yelled out into the darkness as his mind did the calculations on how much this was all going to cost him. Kyle could hear the subtle sounds of whining coming from the brush on the side of the road out behind his car and cursed again. Not only was he going to have to come up with a couple of grand to repair his car, he probably hit some runaway dog and have to look at missing dog posters some poor little kid would hang up around the block when 'Scruffy' didn't come home tonight. Kyle started to walk to the back of his car, fishing in his pocket for his cell phone. He pulled it out and flicked the flashlight on, although he didn't really need it because the moon was full and bright tonight. He saw the glimpse of something pulling itself into the weeds and walked over slowly. Here puppy, puppy puppy.....Here 'Scruffy'! He said trying to coax it out of the weeds. Come here buddy, you need some help? Come on out and I'll take you to the vet. He said as he crept up close and tried to shine his light into the underbrush but could see anything. He could see the bushes moving though and knew that if he didn't do something it was just gonna lay here and suffer to death. Kyle waded into the pricker bushes and reached down trying to see if he could feel where it was. It was then he heard the snarl and felt the sharp snap of teeth on his hand. Kyle leapt backward and quickly scrambled back onto the road, he looked down at his hand and saw the animal had indeed got him. His hand was bloodied and four holes, two on the topside and two on his palm oozed blood. God Damn it! It was then that the bushes rustled again, and not slow like before, this time whatever was in them had taken off and in one hell of a hurry. Kyle pulled his shirt off and wrapped it around his hand. At least he knew if what ever he'd hit could move off that fast, it still had some life in it. Maybe it was just stunned and after delivering it's fanged revenge for him hitting it, it would limp home and it's family might start thinking about keeping the damn thing on a leash. Kyle held his hand to his chest and made his way back to the car. He pulled out his cell phone and texted his sister again. Sorry had a minor accident, I'm ok and I should be home soon, but do me a favor and don't kick any of the party goers out just yet. I'll talk to you as soon as I get home. Kyle hit send on his phone and then pushed his cell phone back into his pocket before dropping the car into gear and starting off again, this time far slower.