My first story... down on my luck
This is a fantasy story… I would appreciate any comments after… this is my first time… thank you.
I was down on my luck… my girlfriend had just broken up with me and because the lease on our apartment was in her name I was being forced to move out. To be nice she said that she would let me stay there until I found a place to go, but one night she snuck a guy in while she thought I was passed out in the spare room. I could hear her moaning through the wall and it was driving me crazy so I decided to go out for some drinks.
After sitting at the bar by myself drinking a lot of beer, an older man came in and sat two seats down from me at the bar. After he got his first drink and took a sip, he looked over to me and seemed as if he could tell I was feeling down. He struck up a conversation with me and got me to open up about all of my problems. After chatting for a while he suggested that I come to his place for the night and crash on his couch. I politely refused and told him that I would be getting a motel room for the evening and doubling my efforts to find a new place to live in the morning. He did not press the issue and I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
When I returned we continued to chat and I noticed him looking at me oddly as I finished my beer. Suddenly I felt very dizzy and knew that I had drank enough for the night. I settled my tab and the man once again extended his offer to stay the night at his place. This time I accepted for reasons that are beyond my own knowing to this day. He led me out to his car and we took off to his place. When we arrived he brought out a pillow and blanket to his couch and then poured some whiskey for each of us. After that the evening is a blur, but I woke in the morning alive and completely clothed so I figured everything was on the up and up. After laying on the couch for a while, the man entered the living room and noticed I was now awake. He explained to me that his most recent girlfriend has broken up with him and moved out without any warning at all… she even left all of her things behind. He was looking for a new tenant to help out with the bills and offered to let me move in at a price that was almost too good to be true. So I accepted and went to go pack my things.
Later on that day I arrived, ready to move in. He met me at the door and handed me a key to the house before he led me to the room that I would be in. As I put down my first box he told me that there were just a couple of simple rules that would need to be followed if I were to stay there. Most of it was normal stuff… don’t be loud at night, clean up after myself, etc… but there was one rule that seemed a little bit odd to me… there was one room in the hall on the way to my room that I was not to enter under any circumstances. Simple enough I thought…
Things went quite well to begin with and we actually became friends, hanging out at least once a week to watch a game or just drink some beers on the patio. I could not believe how lucky I was to find such a great place when I needed it the most. But then one day the laundry machine in his place broke. I had a little bit of experience with similar machines so I asked him to give me a shot to at least get it running for long enough that he could find a good deal on a new one. I thought I had fixed it and my clothes all stunk by that point, so I started up a load. While I was waiting for my clothes to wash I decided to have a couple cocktails to celebrate my victory over the machine. All of a sudden, there was a huge banging sound coming from the laundry room. I ran in to find the washer going crazy. Once I calmed the machine down I looked inside to find all of my clothes had been ruined. Just then, my roommate came home from work.
I was down on my luck… my girlfriend had just broken up with me and because the lease on our apartment was in her name I was being forced to move out. To be nice she said that she would let me stay there until I found a place to go, but one night she snuck a guy in while she thought I was passed out in the spare room. I could hear her moaning through the wall and it was driving me crazy so I decided to go out for some drinks.
After sitting at the bar by myself drinking a lot of beer, an older man came in and sat two seats down from me at the bar. After he got his first drink and took a sip, he looked over to me and seemed as if he could tell I was feeling down. He struck up a conversation with me and got me to open up about all of my problems. After chatting for a while he suggested that I come to his place for the night and crash on his couch. I politely refused and told him that I would be getting a motel room for the evening and doubling my efforts to find a new place to live in the morning. He did not press the issue and I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
When I returned we continued to chat and I noticed him looking at me oddly as I finished my beer. Suddenly I felt very dizzy and knew that I had drank enough for the night. I settled my tab and the man once again extended his offer to stay the night at his place. This time I accepted for reasons that are beyond my own knowing to this day. He led me out to his car and we took off to his place. When we arrived he brought out a pillow and blanket to his couch and then poured some whiskey for each of us. After that the evening is a blur, but I woke in the morning alive and completely clothed so I figured everything was on the up and up. After laying on the couch for a while, the man entered the living room and noticed I was now awake. He explained to me that his most recent girlfriend has broken up with him and moved out without any warning at all… she even left all of her things behind. He was looking for a new tenant to help out with the bills and offered to let me move in at a price that was almost too good to be true. So I accepted and went to go pack my things.
Later on that day I arrived, ready to move in. He met me at the door and handed me a key to the house before he led me to the room that I would be in. As I put down my first box he told me that there were just a couple of simple rules that would need to be followed if I were to stay there. Most of it was normal stuff… don’t be loud at night, clean up after myself, etc… but there was one rule that seemed a little bit odd to me… there was one room in the hall on the way to my room that I was not to enter under any circumstances. Simple enough I thought…
Things went quite well to begin with and we actually became friends, hanging out at least once a week to watch a game or just drink some beers on the patio. I could not believe how lucky I was to find such a great place when I needed it the most. But then one day the laundry machine in his place broke. I had a little bit of experience with similar machines so I asked him to give me a shot to at least get it running for long enough that he could find a good deal on a new one. I thought I had fixed it and my clothes all stunk by that point, so I started up a load. While I was waiting for my clothes to wash I decided to have a couple cocktails to celebrate my victory over the machine. All of a sudden, there was a huge banging sound coming from the laundry room. I ran in to find the washer going crazy. Once I calmed the machine down I looked inside to find all of my clothes had been ruined. Just then, my roommate came home from work.
10 年 前
Jay