Begging for Air

Feeling a Bit Tipsy, Eh?

Tommy watched as the clock rolled past 12. He couldn't have been drinking for 4 hours again, could he? Then again, he didn't give a shit. He just graduated the year before and his life wasn't taking him anywhere. So be it.

He downed another shot, how many had it been, was he on his 12th? No, that couldn't be right. It had to have been more. He started to lose his train of thought when he heard something - or someone - rustling outside.

"Fuckin' rats, always at the fuckin' garbage!" Tommy yelled to the direction of the door. He didn't hear anything scamper away, though. Like he usually did.

He looked through the glass door and did a double take. What the hell was that? He could of swore he just saw something silver flash in the darkness.

"Must've been my fuckin' imagination goin' at it again." He declared, shutting the main door he had left open and going back to sit down.

He heard a strange scratching noise at the side of the house.

Alright, sure, rats could scratch, you'd have to be a literal dumb fuck not to know that. But it didn't sound like a rat. Not at all. It sounded completely different.

Tommy was getting sort of freaked out now, maybe it was the drinks playing tricks on him, but he was starting to sober up and wishing he never yelled at the thing - whatever the fuck it was - that was out there.

He realized he had to piss and then decided on doing so. He didn't wanna walk any closer to the door, but the bathroom (and his bedroom) were basically neighbors with it.

He was fucked.

If something that could hurt him was out there, he was fucked. But he didn't wanna piss himself. Definitely not if something was out there.So he, reluctantly got his courage and ran to the bathroom and shut the door.

He turned around and stepped back. There wasn't anything in there, thank god, but he couldn't help but wonder why there was that scratching sound at the side of the house again. This was really starting to freak him out. He finished pissing, zipped his fly, and walked out of the bathroom. And he screamed.

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Alright, I get that this was boring. But this was sort of the plot setup, so deal with it. The 2nd chapter was really fun to write tbh, so Nicole, I really hope I make you cringe. I apologize for any type-ups, this was done at 12:15 am on my phone. Love ya nic.