《My Next Door Neighbour Hisses》Chapter 12
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My mind slowly wakes up from the deep sleep and scans my surroundings. Quickly, I went alert and looked around fully. I was still in Adrian's room, but he wasn't here. Where did he go? I sat up and noticed a light source coming from being the curtains. It's morning but what time? How long did Adrian made me sleep for?
A small hiss was coming from the bedside table next to me. A small brown snake was hanging around the lamp that was there. Immediately I moved over, freaked out that it was staring at me. Slowly, started spotting a few more as they came into sight. Fuck, that's creepy how they just come out of nowhere.
I quickly went alert when the door opened. I thought it was Adrian but then a large snake fell from the handle of the door on the other side to the ground. Did it...did it just opened the door? That's even more creepy than the raptors from Jurassic Park. This is just fucked up, how smart are these snakes? Soon the large python went away, lucky it didn't come in. I sat in bed, watch the snakes with guard.
What should I do? Should I stay in bed, leave? If I leave, will they attack me? What if that big python comes back? As my mind was trying to decide, my nose caught the smell of bacon which leads to a stomach growl. Damn you stomach. Did you have to growl at a time like this? It still didn't make move from the bed.
That was when the cobra from last night appeared at the end of the bed. I began to freak out at this point. Was it here to guard me? Shit, I hope it doesn't attack me. But it didn't show any signs of a threatening attack. It was just there, look at me calmly. I moved back against the wall to keep a distance. The cobra then gestured its head towards the door. Is it telling me to go out?
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"Are telling me to go out?" I asked. Wait, why am I talking to a snake? Surprised, it nodded its head in response. Okay, first they can open doors now they can respond to human conversations? Can these snakes get any freakier?
Slowly, I removed myself from the bed and cautiously walked around the snakes who continued to stare at me like glue before quickly making a dash out of the room. For a moment, I felt relieved but the smell of bacon reminded me that the only living creature that can cook around here is Adrian. I swear if it's a snake, I'm going to fucking faint. He's probably expecting me to come downstairs to join him.
It's not like I have anywhere to go. He may have around sent his pet to my house. I descended downstairs and headed to the kitchen. At first, I was expected Adrian to still be in his...naga form but instead, he had legs of a human. Though my mind had eased a bit, it still held the fact that he could change at any moment.
"Sunnyside up or over easy?" Adrian suddenly asked, still with his back facing me. He must have heard me.
"Uh...sunny side up." I answered hesitantly.
"There is no need to stand in the doorway, Sophia. Have a seat." He points the spatula towards a small table by a window which was already set out. Gradually, I walked over and sat down. I kept a guarding eye on Adrian but then carefully scanned the room for any more snakes. A shiver went down my spine how they can hide anywhere and pop out when unexpected.
"None of my pets are in this room if you want to know." I suddenly jumped when Adrian placed a plate down with bacon and my requested sunny side eggs up on toast. His plate had the same as mine. I didn't say anything. I wasn't sure what to say. Perhaps, it's the fact that I'm now uncomfortable being around him. Adrian didn't say anything either, he just started to eat. I began to eat as well. I knew he wouldn't tamper with the food because if he wanted me dead or something, he would have done it by now.
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Moments later, we finished our meal. Adrian got up and put the dishes in the dishwasher before returning to me. But instead of sitting down, he stood next to me. I didn't look up, not at his face anyway. I still didn't trust him. I heard him sigh deeply and placed out an offering hand. Now, what does he want? Instead of taking it, I just stood up. Adrian sighed again then gestured for me to follow him, so I did.
He leads me to the main room.
"Sit." He commanded, and I sat down on one of the couches. But he was still standing and started to pace around the room.
"So, what now?" I asked which made him stop. I get the feeling that he's not going to let me go or threaten me to keep it a secret.
"I'm not going to keep you here if that's what you are thinking." He answered, "If people started noticing something strange, it's going to draw attention." That will make it him a criminal. But he is, isn't he?
"Well, you manage to do it to that poor woman." I mumbled to myself, but he heard it.
"That 'poor woman' has murdered ten children." He snapped. Oh my god. That's why the police noted her as dangerous. "What I did was punishment as well as an act of survival."
"Survival, what do you mean?" I asked, "Did your animal side in need of sexual release?" I started remembering what happened that night and what I saw. He had her naked.
"Jealous?" I was lost for word for a moment. Fuck it, I did sound like I was jealous. I didn't answer back but faced away stubbornly to express my 'no' answer. "No, I didn't rape her. It was more that...I ate her." My stomach just dropped.
He ate her? I almost felt sick. I didn't know what to say to him now. I cannot believe that this monster has eaten a human person despite having done something terrible. I've heard and read stories of monsters eating humans but to have one here, in front of me. How can the possibilities of fantasy come to life?
"Go home." Wait, what did he say? "I said go home."
Not bothering to ask why I immediately got up and left his house and ran straight back into my home. For a moment, I felt safe, but my mind reminds me that my home is no longer a fortress. He got in once, he can do it again. I headed into my bedroom and cried on my own bed before letting the darkness consume me.
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8 310~Trust Me ~
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