Don’t Worry About It
You’re slowly stirred awake by the distant ringing as the phone beside your bed pulls you out of your dreams. Your thoughts gather themselves and you groan, reaching over to answer.
As soon as you place the phone to your ear, you’re greeted by the background noise consisting of twisted screams. People in agonizing pain begging for help or death, not that the interference allows you to hear any individual voice clearly enough.
“Get out of the house now!”
The call ends abruptly after what you could have sworn was a voice from closer to you than on the other end. You shift yourself to the side of the bed, sighing while rubbing your eyes. A call this startling and this early in the morning would keep you awake.
Your wife shuffles to the side, apparently also woken by the call. She wraps her arms around you and gives a light kiss on the neck.
“Don’t worry about it,” Her half asleep mumble calms you down somewhat.
Just as you’re about to place the phone down, it rings again. You fumble slightly and drop it. Instead, you feel your wife’s arms tighten around you, preventing you from leaning forward.
It’s then you notice a subtle difference between the arms around you and the familiarity of your wife’s.
“He’s too late to save you anyway.”
Dare I do it? Oh, why not?
WHO WAS PHONE???
Honestly, though. This one just scared the shit out of me. I’m not getting married for a long, long time.
It could have been written better, but I like the idea behind it.
i get it but i dont i wish it had more of a story to it
Nice story, but the background noises in the phone call seemed like they were thrown in there just for the hell of it.
BUT WHO WAS WIFE?!
i dont get it
Interesting! And not to mention fresh! Me likey.
Oh I like it!
It reminds me of that one where the daughter says “the thing wearing mummy’s skin sat up”.
OH NOES. That scared me good. No sleep for me tonight.
I DONT GET IT!!!!!!!!!! explain?
wat
This confused me.
You’d think he’s realize it wasn’t his wife right away. =/
THEN WHO WAS WIFE???
Wow, what a lovely way to start your morning.
Bricks haven’t been shat, but this is still pretty creepy. Whoever the OP is, great job.
Or is it “whomever”? I always get those confused, sorry.
I have man hands, sorry =/
@5
Ahh, shit, you beat me D:
I liked the supernatural element to this. Maybe his “wife” had been planning his death all along. The screaming is a good touch, reminds me a bit of the “save yourself” in Event Horizon.
Y’know, now that I read it again, this story is beginning to sound more like some roleplaying fantasy…
hmm.. creepy that would totally wake me up i gusse im a lesbo too?
i like this
i wish there was more to it though…now i’m wary of glomps and hugs from ppl behind me O.o
-turning around- =S
When someone says get out of the house, get out xD
This is good, except a little confusing.
If you are not able to get this tiny collection of sentences and make sense of it then you really ought to learn to read. I mean sure, maybe you can pronounce words but if you can’t understand this story you have no reading comprehension.
The phone rings and wakes a man up, telling him to get out of the house. Arms from who he thinks is his wife hug him. He then realizes it isn’t his wife and the person says “it’s too late”.
You guys need to reread it or, I don’t know, not randomly skim the thing and decide leaving a comment is easier than figuring it out.
I feel like a dick but I just can’t see how anyone could not understand this story.
what i don’t understand is why he didn’t recognise that it wasn’t his wife’s voice
@23: He was half asleep, the person/thing in the bed was mumbling so maybe it just didn’t register immediately. Sometimes when some people are startled awake it can take them a few moments to get a grip on their surroundings.
I like this one, though it could maybe do with being drawn out a little bit or reworded to emphasise the protagonists disorientation.
@ 23…or the creature cud b a shape shifter and was pretending to b ur wife all along
The proper question is, “BUT… WHO WAS ARMS?”
RAPE
This one took me a few seconds. XD Not to bad. I like it.
nice set up, terrible, thin ending.
just pointing out the obvious. his wife was the screaming on the other line. she was kidnapped/replaced. duh.
Obligatory THEN WHO WAS PHONE???
BUT WHO WAS DISJOINTED SCREAMS?
ok whats up with the phone and not ur wife in bed. noone is that heavy of a sleeper. also, what if u sleepwalked into the wrong house and u were liek oh shit, which is why u shat bricks
Liked it-coulda been longer though
*pushes phone away from nightstand*
Creepy, some random person in your bed. But I do wonder what was happening to the people in the background…
That detail kinda destroys the concept of the ‘wife’ planning his death.
Creepy
OH I GET IT NOW.
what I want to know is why the person who has your wife is calling you in some attempt to save your life? if he’s trying to save you why would she be screaming in the background?
eh, oh well. it’s creepy anyhow.
This has inspired me to mentally add the line, “And then you are raped. Violently.” to the ends of all second-person creepypastas.
This reminds me of that scene from Rose Red. Chilling.
BUT WHO WAS PHONE?
The following comment has been placed before, but I believe it is appropriate to repost it here.
“Sama Dec 6th 2009 on The Tabby Cat
I normally try not to do this, but it feels just so appropriate in this case.
BUT WHO WAS HOT BREATH?
This story’s been done before, hasn’t it? Awakening was something like this. “Oh, let me hug my blanket nice and close. Yeah, that’s nice. Oh wait! My blanket’s on the floor. Oh sh-”
Don’t Worry About It was that way, too. “I’m being hugged by my wife. Oh that’s not my wife! Oh sh-”
Then there was that story with the dog. “I’m patting my doggy’s head cuz it makes me feel better. Gotta go to the bathroom. Oh! Here’s my dog’s corpse. OH SH-”
Besides, if the thing didn’t eat him while it was cozied up to his neck, why would it do it now? It was just a stray cat in his apartment, that’s not creepypasta.”
I will point out to anyone that didn’t notice that this isn’t my comment.
Fear The Darkness
-Nex
WHO WAS PHONE?!?!
i had to…tell my wife i love her..
@someone
the explaination (poetic format): tis’ a call from the savior warning you are sleeping with death itself.
also, @nex, dont forget the scary story “if you get scared, just let the dog lick your hand”
“awe thanks boy”
whats this?
a pool of blood and my dog with a steak knife through it?
then who licked my hand?
AH SHIT, RAPIST
I keep sharp object within less than an arms reach (I have a shelf level with the mattress right at the head of my bed)
That fucker would get a pencil stabbed into him, a broken nose, and me threatening to kill him if he didn’t tell me what he did with my family
omiflipping god i have a wife.
oh f—k im a lesbian, nooooooooooo!
It’s a trap!
O hai doppelganger wife, don’t worry about me after I’m dead.