Chapter 6

Biking home had to be about the worst experience of his life-up to that point. A long day of exhausting work had left him all but drained. It was about half way through the trip that he had made a stop at one of the local fast food places. Something like a Pizza Pizza or something, he wasn't exactly awake at the moment. The energy drink was barely paying off, it gave him enough energy to ride most of the way home. He was about five minutes from his house, sky darkening to that creamy hue of orange when, out of nowhere the sound of brakes squealing erupted to break the tranquil ride him.

Terrified, confused, nearly panic stricken, Kayd toppled sideways, his bike twisting at an extremely awkward angle towards the sidewalk. Next thing he knew, he was on the ground, bike rims spinning the colours of street lamps, trapping him on the pavement. Nothing as broken-"Fuck," Kayd snapped, cringing at the shock of pain rippling up his leg. Lucky for him he had worn jeans but, "damn bastard!" he yelled moving out from under the bike. He propped it up, eyes catching the silhouette of the guilty party's car swerve recklessly around the corner. "ASSHOLE!" shouted Kayd from the top of his lungs, "watch where the hell you're going!" A grunt soon followed as he manoeuvred the bike to take a look at it. No damage but hell, he didn't feel like trying to bike it home anymore. Besides, the walk home wouldn't take that long; he was already at the corner of the street.

"Great…" Kayd sighed as he moved his bike, trying to sneak past the robust man that stood at his door. The plan was to ignore him and move through the backyard and into the house.

"Kayd! There you are-"

There went that plan.

"H-Hey, look I'm really not-"

"You all right?"

"Yeah but really, I have to-"

"Some kid was snooping around your place earlier-"

"What?" snapped Kayd, his jaw dropping. 'Oh fuck,' he thought at first, "what happened, what did'he want?"

"Say… you haven't talked to the old guy, have you?"

"Who-wait, you're changing the subject, what did the person want?"

"That's the thing Kayd, the guy was looking for him, that's what I asked,"

"What guy, Henry, can you please be a little more clear?"

"You know, the one that sold the house to you…what was his name again…"

"Look I don't have time to play these stupid games," Kayd interrupted, "what did the kid want?"

"He..er.." Henry turned away, his cheeks reddening with embarrassment before waving off the conversation. "He just wanted to talk to the old man…that's all."

"Well, if he comes back and I'm not in tell the guy I have no idea where the man is. He just took off after he sold me that house."

"A-All right-" Henry seemed distraught for some reason, he was relatively taken aback by Kayd's abrasive comments and aggressive words. "Sorry to have bothered you."

A hot ramen bowl-he was starved. Whatever it was, he had the energy drained out of him. He guessed it was the damned bike ride and almost getting hit by some road raging alcoholic…or something. Maybe it was just the energy drink wearing off. Whatever it was, Kayd had turned to fix himself something to tide his hunger. He really couldn't afford buying anything filling-his check for the week wouldn't be around in his account until tomorrow. He would have to make do with ramen for now. Beef flavoured, it was about the only kind he could stomach these days.

The blue hue of the computer monitor illuminated the room before Kayd turned on the light. He closed the door over with his socked foot, juggling the steaming noodle soup. He couldn't wait to relax and get the whole damned day off of his mind.

Oh great…David was online-

Msn Messenger Chat Log

[8:09pm] David: dude 4chan. now.

[8:10pm] Kayd: yeah, thanks man for the 'hello' and the 'how are you'?

[8:11pm] David: -link to 4chan page-

[8:12pm] Kayd: guy's still trollin' this story? looks like he's committed…gotta give the guy some credit

[8:13pm] Kayd: …David?

[8:17pm] David: sorry. mum wanted me to take out the trash

[8:18pm] David: read it?

[8:19pm] Kayd: not yet…

[8:20pm] David: well, hurry up.

[8:23pm] Kayd:

[8:50pm] David: you there?

[8:56pm] David: Kayd? Something up?

[9:00pm] Kayd: I'll have to talk to you later, David. Something's come up.

[9:02pm] David: that shitty story scare the crap out of you or something? Ya'know it's fake, right?

[9:03pm] David: …right?