The long drive to her house was nerve wrecking. He didn't know what he would do and he knew she would really hate him.
He pulled up into her driveway and got out he pulled her husbands body out of his truck and ate it. He finally mastered a way to eat someones body and to temporarily take on their form. So as her husband he walked into the house.
"Hey hunni!" Trish said, throwing her arms him and kissing him.
The Creeper kissed her back inside grinning, but blushing on the outside. Trish laughed when she noticed her 'husband' blushing.
"Kyle, I have kissed you many times before and now you start blushing?" She laughed and kissed him again.
She then led him to the couch and they sat down.
"Darry and Sam are at your mothers house." Trish told him.
The Creeper looked surprise, Darry, the name of her brother. He cleared his throat, "Darry?".
"Yeah, remember are oldest son, you have been working too hard." She said laughing a bit.
She got up and went into the kitchen. He just sat there thinking, 'she really did love her brother. She could never come with me, especially after I did kill her husband.'
She came back and handed him a glass of tea, he just sit it on the table.
"Um...Trish, do you really love me?" he asked.
"Of course I do."
He smiled and then kissed her. He wanted the kiss to never end, but knew if he let anymore of his concentration leave, his body would automatically take over and he would be seen in his true form, he couldn't take it.
"Trish, how did you come up with the name Darry?"
She looked at him with a saddened confused look on her face. "My brother was named that and as you know he died of something terrible."
"Oh..." he couldn't bring himself to say anything else. He was that terrible thing. "I'm going to go to bed." He went and hoped he found the right way, he didn't want to blow his cover. But at first he walked into the bathroom, then he tried the door across from it and was relieved to see a king size bed in burgendy silk sheets. He laid down and loved the way the sheets felt against the skin.
He closed his eyes and had another flashback to the Trish then and the Trish now. Nothing really changed in her really, only a few grey hairs, but were hardly noticable.
He felt the bed move and opened his eyes to see Trish climbing into bed beside him. They put their arms around each other and fell asleep like that. Well she fell asleep, he just watched her. It was kinda hard for him to get sleepy after that 23 year long nap.
The Creeper hoped he could though hold this form till atleast tomorrow, then he would try to break the news to her.
He pulled up into her driveway and got out he pulled her husbands body out of his truck and ate it. He finally mastered a way to eat someones body and to temporarily take on their form. So as her husband he walked into the house.
"Hey hunni!" Trish said, throwing her arms him and kissing him.
The Creeper kissed her back inside grinning, but blushing on the outside. Trish laughed when she noticed her 'husband' blushing.
"Kyle, I have kissed you many times before and now you start blushing?" She laughed and kissed him again.
She then led him to the couch and they sat down.
"Darry and Sam are at your mothers house." Trish told him.
The Creeper looked surprise, Darry, the name of her brother. He cleared his throat, "Darry?".
"Yeah, remember are oldest son, you have been working too hard." She said laughing a bit.
She got up and went into the kitchen. He just sat there thinking, 'she really did love her brother. She could never come with me, especially after I did kill her husband.'
She came back and handed him a glass of tea, he just sit it on the table.
"Um...Trish, do you really love me?" he asked.
"Of course I do."
He smiled and then kissed her. He wanted the kiss to never end, but knew if he let anymore of his concentration leave, his body would automatically take over and he would be seen in his true form, he couldn't take it.
"Trish, how did you come up with the name Darry?"
She looked at him with a saddened confused look on her face. "My brother was named that and as you know he died of something terrible."
"Oh..." he couldn't bring himself to say anything else. He was that terrible thing. "I'm going to go to bed." He went and hoped he found the right way, he didn't want to blow his cover. But at first he walked into the bathroom, then he tried the door across from it and was relieved to see a king size bed in burgendy silk sheets. He laid down and loved the way the sheets felt against the skin.
He closed his eyes and had another flashback to the Trish then and the Trish now. Nothing really changed in her really, only a few grey hairs, but were hardly noticable.
He felt the bed move and opened his eyes to see Trish climbing into bed beside him. They put their arms around each other and fell asleep like that. Well she fell asleep, he just watched her. It was kinda hard for him to get sleepy after that 23 year long nap.
The Creeper hoped he could though hold this form till atleast tomorrow, then he would try to break the news to her.