Mr. Brightside


"Get up and go out the front door." The voice on the other side of the phone.

"What? Who are you?"

"After you are outside turn the corner and into an alleyway."

"No! Now answer me you pervert, who are you?"

"Alex, you have five minuets to get out of the house. Things will be explained then. The five minutes start now, you will not come back." The line went dead. What perv would think I would willingly go with him? Though it was a woman's voice.

I started to panic, my life is endangered. One choice, my life depends on this choice. I grabbed my hoodie and Vanilla. I slipped on my flip-flops and darted out the door and into the alley. The man from earlier was there, he wasn't really a man but more like a boy. He looked my age, he had what seemed to be pitch black hair and emerald eyes.

I was about to scream before his hand was over my mouth, he pulled me a ways away from the house. When he let go of my mouth I slapped him across the face as hard as I could. "What the heck was that for?"

"Who are you?" I demanded.

"'Cause I want to tell you that now."

"Tell me!" I drew my hand back to slap him again.

He grabbed my hand to stop me, "Nice try. Now follow me." he grabbed my arm and towed me behind him. I tried to pull back. "I suggest you cooperate, if Mother Hen wouldn't kill me if I left you here I would."

"Whose Mother Hen?"

"Don't ask me questions, kay?"

I stopped dead in my tracks, "I refuse to move until you tell me what's going on."

He sighed, "I'm going to regret this in the morning."

Next thing I knew he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. I wouldn't think he could do this seeing how thin he was. He didn't look like an extraordinary buff guy to me. I dug my fist into his back, "Let me go!"

"Stop hitting me!" He said through clenched teeth. "I will drop you."

I gave up after a minute of struggling. It was only a few minuets before we reached the sewer. He put me down. "Get in the hole." He said.

"What? Eww... gross. No way."

"Forget Mother Hen!" He finally yelled. "Now you can either stay out here and die, or you can get in the hole! I don't care anymore. He jumped down into the hole, "By the way if you stay there you have two minutes before they find you."

"If I jump..."

"I'll catch you don't worry."

I squeezed my eyes shut and jumped. Before I knew it I was in the boy's arms. He set me down. "Follow me." he said.

It was extraordinarily dark down there. Finally there was something that looked to be a dead end. The boy grabbed something out out of his pocket and tapped it against the wall. The wall parted down the middle and opened slowly to reveal a small white room.

We walked into the room. "Where are we?" I asked.

"It's kind of like an elevator, except more fun." He smiled. The room moved back, I luged forward. The boy grabbed my sweatshirt and pulled me back to the  wall. In the meantime Vanilla fell out of my pocket. "What is that?"

"My stuffed animal."

"Let me see." I hand him the animal. "Oh crap, no." He hit himself on his forehead, "Sorry, Mother hen. I'm in so much trouble." He said handing me Vanilla.

I was confused but didn't say anything. "Will you tell me who you are now, please?"

"I'm Jason." He said yawning.

"I think I like Mr. Brightside better." He looked at me confused. "Well, if you weren't so grumpy..."

"Don't be disin' on my song."

"Oh, so now it's your song?"

"Yeah, I bet you I knew the Killers before you, Alex."

How'd he know my name? The walls parted again and it revealed one of the most amazing things I had ever seen.

The End

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