Plup Ficition: Horror

This is a work of fiction!
Horror: delving into the human psyche

Grudge

By Russell Le Masters

Update 4/9/15

It is a moonless night when someone knocks at the door. Come on in go ahead and take these items stored in box over there. What are you doing, questions the big fat ugly guy? I dare you call 911, Gain retorts.

Twenty years earlier.

Sixteen year old Gain is in his room on the bed. I’m not earning enough at my part time job and I deserve more. I have asked for more work but the manager keep saying no. So how do I rectify this problem?  I can quit my job or steal from the till. If I quit my job then I will not receive any compensation and I want the money. The manger can’t count that bastard should give me the extra hours. I need to get ready for work, ending the monologue by Gain sent.
There is a building that sits on a 4 acre lot. Its dimensions are 40 square foot length by 600 square foot width. The parking lot entrance of this dive joint goes from east to west.

Outside the business.

Hello my friend says Gain. Yo, ready to work responds friend.  Say, do you wish to earn extra cash asks Gain? How so responds friend. By taking from the till says Gain. Whoa if we get caught I’ll be lucky to get fired. And the worst case scenario if you agree to the proposal it is possible to go to jail for theft interrupts Gain. Come on lighten up the manager does not know how to count Gain said with full confidence. You are too cocky my friend but I’m in answers Wolf pack.
THE next day
I'm leaving now. Okay, says the mother.  You in my office say the manager. Me, responds Gain. Yes, answers the manager. I counted your till from last night and you are a hundred short. I called your parents and they are going to pick you up and you are fired. In the car now, demanded the father. Yes, father Gain said half-heartily.  When the manager called me and said that you and your friend are responsible I am so mad at you. For the first time the manager could count. How dare him. I’m special does not everybody knows this thinks Gain.
Life is not fair, said Gain. You know I can drop you at the police office and have them call the dive to see if they will press charges I bet the manager will file charges after giving his actions a second thought. That statement is childish at your age son. So stop it right now and don’t give me the yes father response, answers Gain father. The father drives into the family’s driveway. He stops the car and puts into neutral. The two get out of car. This friend of yours is not allowed on the property. But father; not a single word get in the house now interrupts the father. Gain brother is currently at evening church services; we may not know how diseased others hearts are but on a daily basis we know ours, the decisions we make as individuals effect how we live tomorrow our federal head Adam made that possible when he rebelled against God in the garden dale. When you were asked to memorize this statement; may God grant me repentance and the repeat it as a record playing the same tune over and over we are acknowledging the Sovereignty of the three and the one says, the pastor. Thank you for the speech says the big fat ugly man. Do you need a ride home, asks the pastor. Yes please, answer the man. Thank you for the ride home, say the man. No Problem see you Sunday, respond the Pastor. Step, step one foot goes after the other. I’m Home mother, father, say the man. How was services, ask the mother. Well, replies the big fat ugly man. Do I smell coffee, ask the man? Yes, I answered. Don’t mention this to the parents but a friend is coming over. Certainly, respond the big fat ugly man. After making the coffee Gain leaves the home. The brother looks through the window and sees him leave with Wolf pack. Not knowing the situation Gain brother was asked this question. Son where is your brother, ask the mother? Out with a friend from his work, he answers. Thanks, responds the mother. Mom, why do you ask? IF your brother is with Wolf then he is in trouble with your father and I answer the mother. Mom, why do you ask? IF your brother is with Wolf then he is in trouble with your father and I answer the mother. Shortly after the conversation the big fat ugly man goes for an evening stroll. Gain returns home and finds his father is waiting for him. Your mother told me that the person I told you yesterday to stay away from came over and you left with him, said the father. Who told you this ask Gain? That does not matter answers the father. He said something. I know he did, I said. You have only two options get another job and stay or leave, demand the father. I’ll find a different job father, I said bitterly. I’m going for a walk. If you could look upward and outward this day a vision of a dark gray skies would be seen. Ouch do I have lead for feet with melancholy in my voice. What right did he have being so polite while stabbing me in the back! I have put up with it too often. The straw that broke the camel's back this time I know he did it and with an air superiority to boot. He rated on me, I said to my friends individually? Words such as, he must have a simple malady, let it go or forgive him. Oh have I tried, but that big fat ugly man would be in my dreams having a big grin on his face while I was in a fetal position. Always asking me where I was going to leave me be or leave me alone you big fat ugly man protruding from my vocal cords but oh no that grin even more menacing. When I awoke sweat dripping all over my body I was again having coffee with Irish crème and sugar my conversations are always half-hearted this was not a dream but my waking nightmare. I have a different job as a part timer will not be home till late. So long, says that big fat ugly man. Saying upon my heart I will continue to nurse such anger I can pay him back. Treachery is my bologna sandwich and a twinkle in my eye. Hi, says the big fat ugly man. Sorry, for your loss. You mean our loss, retort in disbelief. Oh certainly, in a patronizing tone in response. Will he not stop asking me about my emotional state; yes I am answering his caterwauling tone. I need to leave I’ll come back this evening. Hi, finally back man I’m going to grab me a beer. Sorry for you loss, mention friend. Thanks a lot, my response. Say are you interested in going over the fat guy’s home? Certainly, answers friend. That big fat ugly man will know sorrow tonight. Knock Knock comes from the door, Come on in, says the big fat ugly man. The items are in box over there. Move aside big fat ugly man, Gain demands. What are you doing question the big fat ugly man. I’m taking everything portable so I dare you call 911, I retort. Why, call me that, he asks? You have made my life a living hell, I respond. I’m not going to call 911 if I do so you will go to jail and I unlike you I do care, he argues. I don’t care anymore you murder, I respond. Out of my house you criminal, come back I’ll call the police. Bye YOU FAT UGLY PIG, my grudge is satisfied. The End!