Chapter 4: Living With Swiss Cheese Legs

I walked into my apartment, it had been one month since Chrissy moved in and I would like to think we have bonded a lot. Sure we argued with each other from time to time but it brings in the fact that well, roommates argue with each other sometimes. I looked in each of the rooms and for some reason could not find Chrissy any where. My eyes rolled to the bathroom door, it was locked. I always told Chrissy to leave the door open so if it’s shut then that must be who’s in the bathroom. I knocked my knuckle against the door, audible thuds ringing through the environment as I waited for a response. My response was in the form of retching noises. “Tyler, I’m not feeling good today, so just forget about me.”

I frown at the thought of her being sick and not being able to spend time with her. “I’m sorry to hear that, I know what it’s like to barf the whole day. Do you want me to get you any medication like Gravol, or anything like that.” I hear her let out a frustrated groan.

“No.” I shrugged and walked into my kitchen. I looked up at the clock and discovered it was barely past twelve. I sighed with impatience as I thought of something to eat. I thought for a few more seconds when I remembered I had burritos in my freezer. I took two out and microwaved them for two minutes.

Once they were done, I munched on them vigorously as I made my way to my bedroom. I flopped down on my bed and turned on my laptop. When I logged on, I immediately headed to hotmail to check if I had any new messages. I had a couple of girls message me on meetme and okcupid. Other messages were updates on various projects I’m involved in and some new youtube videos released by some of my favorite channels on youtube.

I heard a door creep open and look up quickly enough to see a black blur race across to the kitchen. I walk in the kitchen and instead of seeing Chrissy, all that was there was an overturned table and an open window. This alone had me frightened enough for Chrissy, so I hurried out of my house and looked around outside. “Chrissy! Chrissy, where are you!?” I continued to yell out her name until my voice began to get raspy. Knowing that yelling out to her was going nowhere I began to search nearby houses and apartment complexes. I talked to the people in the buildings, asking if they had seen her or seen anything suspicious.

I reached the last apartment complex. The paint was peeling off the sides of the wooden planks that served as the walls. The concrete staircase was crooked and cracking. It was going to be my other living arrangement when I moved out on my own. But compared to the place I am living in now, it was a very easy choice on where I wanted to go. I rang the bell for the manager and I heard a man grunt in annoyance from inside. Soon I saw the man approach the door. He had a grey t-shirt on, it was covered in all sorts of stains. Oil, pizza, and if you can name it, it was probably on that shirt. “What do you want?” His mouth curled in a sneer as the words escaped his lips. As did a horrible smell, a mixture of fish and maggots feasting off of rotten meat.
I coughed a bit and tried to get the horrible stench out of my mind. “Well, I was wondering. Have you seen anything strange in the last few hours?” He scratched at the back of his head and his finger went to his head, massaging the temples.

“Yeah, a black object came speeding through the street, thought it was one of those fucking teens racing on the streets so I called the cops. But when they came here, they found nothing. No tire tracks, but the weird thing is that they found nothing for street racers. But they found hoof tracks all over the fucking place. I swear that this city and it’s police force is going to shit.”

I frowned and thought it over. “Thanks for the information, it helps.” He wished me a good day and I went back to the apartment complex. I knew that it was in the police’s hands now and all I could do is wait for answers.It made me more worried for her safety though. What if she was killed by some creature? I walked up my stairs to my apartment and opened the door. My body drooped in exhaustion as I entered my abode. I kicked my shoes off and threw my jacket in a random corner.

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I looked at my TV, sleep trying to take hold but failing to do so. All I wanted was to watch the news to see if there was any reports about Chrissy or recent kidnappings. I turned off the TV and looked up at the clock. It was time for work. I sighed in defeat as I walked over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My hair was crazed, sticking up at all the places it could. My eyes were red from crying and had big bags under them from not sleeping for 4 days. I started laughing hysterically, suddenly remembering an event from yesterday. I was walking down in the park and I saw Chrissy, so I ran after her and when I got to her I hugged her close to me. I was woken soon after by a bunch of kids, asking why I was hugging a street light pole and why I was moaning in my sleep. I looked at the mother that had arrived on the scene at the time, both of our faces blushed deeply and she made the kids leave me alone.

I smiled a bit after that recent memory and walked out of my apartment complex and to the Publix supermarket. I heard the familiar ding of the automatic and I saw everyone’s eyes center on me. I looked bitterly at them. “What the fuck is the problem? Get back to work, we are going to open in 10 fucking minutes.” They ran past me as I walked through the store, towards the back. I went into the locker room and began to take my supplies out of the locker when I felt a hand on my shoulder. My heart raced in faint hope that the person was Chrissy. I turned to see my boss frowning at me.

“Tyler, go home.” I looked at him in shock. “And before you ask, take as many days off as you need. I mean, look at yourself. You look like a fucking war victim, and honestly it’s bad for business. Also that yelling you just did, was unnecessary and aggressive so I don’t want you dealing with customers anyway.” I muttered a few obscenities and walked back out of the store.

I walked down the street towards my apartment. Thoughts racing through my head. Did she really love me? Is she really in danger or is this her way of leaving me? Why can’t I get her out of my head? I soon reached my apartment and I rested my form down on the hallway wall, my body sliding down as I sat down. I cried softly into my hands as I let all my pent up emotions flow freely from me. “Who took her away from me?” I continued to sit there, I shuddered from being barely keep awake. My eyelids began getting heavy and I let it embrace me in to its warm arms.

I woke up as usual and groggily got up. I licked my lips and looked around in surprise. I woke up in my bed. I knew I fell asleep in the hallway, so how did I get here? I let the thought roll through my mind as I starting going over the list of people with my apartment. Well, there was only me, Chrissy, and my landlord. Since Chrissy wasn’t here I guessed it was my landlord who did this for me. I heard someone rummaging through my kitchen and I went to investigate. I looked in from the doorway to see a woman with a hoodie on, she had a body just like........ “Chrissy?”

She looked up at me in surprise, we stood there for a few seconds in total shock from the recent turn of events. I closed my eyes and sighed. Immediately after that, I was tackled down. I felt something warm press against my lips. Just as soon as the warm feeling was there, it was gone. I felt it pepper my face as well. “Oh, I missed this place so much Tyler.”

I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her beautiful green eyes shined in the light, her hair splayed across my face as it swayed and shimmered. I knocked myself out of it and continued to look at her with a light blush. “I never knew you liked this place so much Chrissy.”

She pulled off of me and offered me a hand up, which I graciously took. I got up and she dusted me off. “I absolutely adore this place Tyler. After all this is my home, what shouldn’t I like about.” My blush deepened slightly.

“Um, how did I end up in bed?”

She blushed and looked away. “I saw you sleeping there so I picked you up and moved you to your bed. You looked like you needed your sleep after all.”

I scratched my chin, imagining her dragging me across the floor. “Well, yeah I needed it. I was awake for 4 days, searching for you.” She shied her head away and I saw a slight hesitation in her movements as she nervously rubbed her shoulder.

“Sorry about that. When I went into the kitchen I wanted some fresh air so I went up to the window and opened it up. I got hit with a dizzy spell and fell unconscious. I assume I went through the window and fell down into the street. After that someone must of kidnapped me. I never knew who it was but when I awoke I found myself at the outskirts of the city. I made my way back by walking and then I found you and well, you know the rest.”
I looked at her suspiciously but decided to believe her story. “Chrissy, I need to ask you something.” She nodded for me to continue. “Why do you call this your home?”

She looked down and twiddled her thumbs. “Well, this place is way more comforting than where I was living before and it feels more inviting to be with you than my parents also.” My face heated up to bright red and I looked away to conceal my blush.

“Thanks for telling me, you didn’t have to.” I looked back at her and she smiled at me. “What do we do now?”

She giggled. “We can always watch some more animes, or more or less I will watch some as you are going to sleep.”I backed away from her.

“Oh no, you just got back. I am not letting you out of my sight.” I gave her a look of determination.

“Okay, I’m going to take a shower so I guess you are coming in with me.” She smirked as I had barely anytime to conceal the huge blush on my face.

“Wel-Well, if you want to then...”

She let out a gasp of surprise. “You, going in a shower with me?! Well I guess it is time to make you a man.” She grasped my hands and guided me to the bathroom.

Yeah, I have a bad feeling about this...

Author's Note

Sorry for the short chapter but really, I couldn't make this any longer than it is now.