The Night in my House
Prologue
Load Full StoryNext ChapterGreat, now 5 years ago, I was cuddling with Luna in my couch in the living room, watching South Park, but now, I am here with nothing else than my two fucking hands strapped in chains and a horrible bed.
Oh! Where are my manners, my name is Zack Culking (weird name right?) and i'm 25 years old, got a nice house with a single story, I didn't need a car, I was rarely walking in the city and my job location wasn't far away, 'cause every city got a Burger King! Yeah, I know working there sucks but I would do everything for money and those guys payed good. Oh! And let's not forget my boss was and still is a cool guy.
My parents died in a airplane crash, my mom was going to Paris for a modelling conference, and my dad wanted to visit our uncle, Joe, who lived too in Paris. Yup, I was pretty much done with when I heard that on the news. I didn't have any friend or grandparents, neither a girlfriend, I was more like a guy with nobody in his live.
That was, until one day, everything changed....let's go back then, shall we?
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5 years ago
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"Jesus, when the fuck will that guy will learn to stop bothering me!" I shouted as soon as I was walking down the sideway towards to my house. All I wanted now was to crash on my bed and let the darkness take me away.
My co-workers were totally douchebags with me, either locking me in the freezer, or touring water on my head, laughing their ass on when I was ready to go home.
I reached with my right hand, my pocket, searching the keys, instead, I dropped my keys in the mud while trying to take them out. Yesterday was a hell of raining, you could barely get out of the house to the car without getting soaked, and now, the skies where filled with a deep grey blanket, and the worse, MUD!
"Fuck" I shouted while kneeling down to reach now the dirty keys, which now were completely covered in mud, now my hand was covered in mud, how logicaly!
As soon I turned the knob, I already entered the house, tossing my jacket on my couch, took off my shoes and headed upstairs to the bathroom. I don't have much to tell about my house, it looked VERY similar to CJ's house (except the furnitures, which i got them myself), that guy from Grand Theft Auto San Andreas, got a kitchen, a bathroom, one guest room, my room, and the living room, which has got a big couch, nice carpet, TV Plasma and the best....A PS3 with LOTS of games, like Bioshock Infinite, Grand Theft Auto V, Tomb Raider, The Last of Us etc.
The only light in my house was the light coming from the bathroom, and the sounds of water splashing on the tub floor.
"Oh man, it's feels sooo good!" I said, grabbing the shower gel and washing my body. You know that feel when the COLD gel is touching your skin, well I said it's really annoying, and what's more annoying is that it takes 5 minutes for the water to warm up, and sometimes the water will suddenly change to: Arctic Ocean Water, making me screaming like a little girl. God dammit, I swear i'm gonna rip the manager of the water company neck if I see him. Paying $100 per month for cold showers it's a paint in the ass.
While trying to wash my hair with shampoon, I could barely heard some sounds coming from downstairs, since I live alone with only my mind and my PS3 to entertaimment me it's pretty weird but that was probably the sound of splashing water echoing through the house.
After turning off the water, and getting a towel, I headed to my room,turning off the light and I could barely see what was in front of me, turning the knob to reveal the darkness in the room, I was feeling so alone here.
My room was some sort of rocker's room or hippy, no, it was more like a normal guy, got a single bed, a big bookshelf, a built-in wardrobe, a desk and my love, my PC with the most powerfull video card, I could run Crysis 3 with all maxed graphics, and still got no lag, 8GB RAM, 64-bit and a really cool mouse,which is black and has deep red lines around the mouse wheel towards the end of the place where my hand palm would go.
Getting my boxers and my shirt on, I headed towards the bed, not wanting to deal with anything today, for myself, it was A TERRIBLLE DAY, first, waking up with an annoying headcache, second, I slipped on the bathroom floor while trying to brush my teeth,landing on my back, it was a painfull feel, and third, some dickhead child throwed at me his hamburger, making my face full of ketchup and mayonesse, and lots of embarrassment, for not giving him more french fries on his hamburger. I can still hear their laughing and seeing all those fingers pointing at me, even my boss chuckle a little. So yeah, this was some of these shit days, and nothing can change that....right?
While putting on my blankets, I hear the sound of a girl....sobbing!? I ignored it thinking it was just a kid on the street crying, but the sound was really crisp and clear, and it's sounded like it was coming from...MY KITCHEN???
My eyes suddenly opened, and throwing the blankets off me, I made my way downstairs, crouching, not wanting to know that i'm already home.
When I got downstairs, the sobbing was extremely clear and it sounded more a girl crying. I watched too many horror movies to know where this is coming....either I die, or the world is fucked in a dramatic apocalypse with extreme good animations, and in 3D!
My heartbeat increased every second, asking myself 'how the fuck did girl get into my house, and why is she crying?'.
Leaving the questions later, I raised to my full height, and switched the lights on.
When the kitchen was fully visible and bright, I could see that the crying wasn't from a girl, but from.....
"PRINCESS LUNA???" I shouted, while my brain tried to process was what going on.
Princess Luna, the Princess of the Night, the godness of Darkness, the co-ruler of Equestria and Celestia Sister, was in my kitchen, crying like a child who lossed his parents in a theme park.
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