"My head feels like it is going to explode. Lets go home." Cindy said.
"Okay, just one more drink." Her boyfriend, Jerome said while waving down the bartender. The music was loud, but the people were louder. Cindy told him she would go wait in the car for him.
"Man she mustve gotten pissed and left, I didnt realize what time it was." He said.
"Haha guess who aint gettin no kitty for the next month or 2?" His friend Tommy joked.
They were walking towards Jerome car, where Cindy was supposed to of been waiting, but there was no cindy in the car. Instead he found a note that sent chills down his spine.
"If you want to see this nice little piece of ass again, be sure to bring 200 thousand dollars and your sorry ass to crystal lake at 3 am on sunday."
"Its just a joke, man, she was mad left you this letter to get you trippin." Tommy said.
"No, she had a headache, she wouldn't of played this game with a headache." He said.
The drive home seemed like it took hours, when actually it was only 20 mins Jerome was sweating and nervous when he turned the key and let himself in.
"Please, God, Please let her be sleeping in our bed." He prayed aloud. Slowly and quietly he let himself in. Set the keys on the table next to the door and proceeded to the living room.
He did not hear nothing, complete silence that was making him more nervous. Slowly he went up the stairs again praying "God I promise I will stop drinking and partying and going to church more often if she is asleep right now." He put his ear against the door to see if he could hear anything. Nothing.
"Dammit if only I would've stopped drinking when she wanted to go." He said.
He slowly opened the door to the bedroom, and slowly let out a sigh of relief. He saw her laying down in the bed. He called Tommy up and told him.
"Told you man, she just got sick of waiting and left that note there for you to tripp." He said.
"Yea im about to go up there and wake her ass up, tell her if she thought it was funny, maker her make me something to eat, and then hit that booty and go to sleep." Jerome told tommy.
"Hahahah, ill believe it tommorow,." Tommy laughed while hanging up the phone.
"Thats what ill do ill go wake her ass up right now and tell her to never again do that shit." He thought as he was walking up the stairs. "Wait, she didnt have her keys and I locked the door before we left."

Chapter 2
Slowly climbing the stairs, Jerome again felt chills, he knew he locked the door before they went to the bar that night, and he knew she did not take her keys with her. "So how did she get in?" He thought to himself. He opened the bedroom door and this time turned the light on. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, this cant be happening, shit what the fuck am i going to do?" On the bed layed not Cindy, but a lifesize doll with the covers pulled up to her head.
Jerome started crying, not knowing what to do he called his friend tommy and told him what had happened. "Ill be right there man, lock the doors and stay in your room."

Chapter 3
" Who did you piss off Jerome?" Tommy asked while drinking coffee on the kitchen table.
"No one man, this fucking sucks man, what the fuck am i going to tell her parents, how am i going to get 200 thousand fucking dollars man?"
"dont trip, well come up with something. we just cant call the cops." He said.
Jerome picked up his cell phone and began dialing.
"Dont call the cops yet jerome, wait to see if they call you later." Tommy said.
"I cant wait all day man, were supposed to get married in 3 months man. Why would they do this to me".
" I dont know but I know they would probably kill her if they found out you called the cops."
"Im going to call her parents, see if they can come up with any money." Before he could dial, his cell phone began to rang.
"Blocked number" he said.
"Answer it, it might be them."
"Hello?"




*Note: Names are all fictional, tell me if i should continue or stop thanks