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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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And just when I thought my life was getting back to normal.
Lisa and I got married in January this year. We moved into our own place not too long ago. Life seemed to start becoming the way it always should’ve been. But no, it would be too crazy to live a normal fucking life.
When we moved in, we introduced ourselves to most of our neighbors. We live in an apartment complex that consists of two building across from each other. View from our bedroom looks at the other building but hey, the place was cheap and in a good location so we couldn’t complain. We hit it off with two of our neighbors right away. Jeff and Rachel. They’re a bit older, probably mid-thirties, but the chemistry was there so that’s all that mattered. I actually believed that Jeff and Rachel were a couple because they were always together, but later I learned that they were just neighbors, living above each other in the building across from ours.
Enough bullshitting, let me get to the point.
I bought a pair of “new” Beats by Dre wireless headphones on eBay and I got exactly what I deserved. I got a fake pair. I started the process of complaint with eBay but I knew that shit wouldn’t work. The thing is, as fake as they were, headphones actually sounded good. So I took them to workout at the gym that was on the first floor of my building.
I was running on the treadmill and the phones were doing well. And just as I started thinking that maybe these counterfeits aren’t that bad, the left ear cup started producing crackling noise. I ignored it and kept running. Then, a loud bang came from both of the cups and I nearly tripped on the machine. I stopped. Silence completely overtook the headphones.
Then I heard silent crackling, and what seemed like whispers. I knocked on the plastic cups, hoping that’d fix them. It did. Whispers now became clear talking.
“Well, they said it was him, so it must be him…” a male voice said. It sounded familiar.
“Alright, but let’s keep calm until we actually know for sure,” responded a female voice. I recognized that voice. It was Rachel. And the male sounded a lot like Jeff.
Then the cracking noise got loud again, reaching unbearable pitch. As I was about to take the headphones off, the music started playing again.
I didn’t think twice about this event. I mean, why would I bother trying to understand how their conversation ended up in my headphones? Who gives a shit. I was just pissed that my fake Beats were acting up.
Jeff came over the next day. He is an electrician and I asked him to help me install a pair of those clapping lights. I guess I watched too many movies and I really wanted to be able to just clap for the damn light to come on. I found a good deal and bought a few, so Jeff was helping me install them. He did it for free.
Since eBay hadn’t done anything regarding my issue, I decided to keep the headphones. Seller wouldn’t give me refund, and they sounded alright, so I sucked it up.
So two days ago (Sunday), I was relaxing at the balcony drinking some Stella and listening to Kanye’s new album. I mean I was sunbathing and listening to my favorite artist while drinking favorite beer, life was damn near perfect. Then, the same crackling noise started. At first it didn’t bother me, but it got louder and louder. It finally got really loud, and then it all stopped.
Whispers came through the headphones again. I turned up the volume to the max.
“We’re going to have to approach Lisa first.” A million fucking goosebumps ran all over my body, I only knew that coincidences don’t exist in my life. The voice saying my wife’s name belonged to Rachel, there was no doubt.
I stood up in my chair and looked to the building across, but I couldn’t see into Rachel’s apartment. She had blinds on. Come to think of it, she (and Jeff) always had their blinds on and were never on the balcony.
“At least 4 days. That’s what we have to wait. You heard him. And after that, him.” That was Jeff. I stood up and took my headphones off. I wanted to run over to his place and ask what the hell was going on. I just stood there for a minute, trying to think. I put the Beats back on my head, but at that point, the music was back on.
I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t mind the first interference, but this one, this one was about my wife. And how in the world was I able to hear them talk? I assumed it was some kind of radio interference.
I decided to talk to Jeff about it. I texted him and asked what he was doing. After no text for few minutes, I went back to drinking. Two hours later, I was still sitting on the balcony without response from Jeff.
Finally, around 9pm, I saw Jeff walk out of his building. As soon as he got out, I yelled.
“Hey man, you get my text?”
“Nah, sorry, I left the phone at work. What’s up? Lights working ok?”
“Lights are fine, thanks. I was gonna ask you, do you and Rach talk over radio or something?”
I swear to god, the man just stopped in his tracks. He was looking up at me, but he wasn’t moving.
After about a minute or so of silence, he responded.
“Nah man, why, where’d you get that from?” he smiled at me, but it seemed forced.
“Shit man, no idea, must be the Stella” I said also forcibly smiling while raising my empty beer bottle. He laughed at my joke, yelled a quick “talk later” and went back in.
I thought that the whole encounter was strange, shit, whole damn day was strange as hell, but I wasn’t thinking too much about it. I was decently buzzed and pretty tired, so I just decided to go to sleep. Lisa was already sleeping.
At around 2-3am, some kind of noise woke me up. I am a light sleeper and even little things get me, but this sounded pretty loud. I sobered up enough to realize that the sound was coming from the headphones. It was that same crackling that got louder and louder. Finally it went away and silence took over. I turned the volume all the way up trying to hear anything. These damn things are so loud, they sound more like a boombox than headphones, but I still couldn’t hear anything.
Then, a loud clap came from my fake Beats. The light in our bedroom turned on instantly. I was still a bit sleepy, so it took me a second to comprehend what the fuck was happening. The clap activated the light. Who the fuck… Then it came to me.
I walked over to our window, and that’s where I nearly fucking screamed.
The building across the street had all lights off. All but two. Jeff was standing at the window in his apartment, and Rachel was standing at the window in the apartment above. They were both looking straight at me.
Jeff was holding something that looked like a radio. He brought it to his mouth.
Crackling came from headphones again.
“Yup.” Is all he said. As he said it, the lights turned off in both of their apartments and I couldn’t see anything anymore. My headphones went silent.
If this is a prank they're pulling on me, it's a good one. If it's not a prank, well, wtf??
Part 2 of the story coming soon ?? |
. Anyway just after 9pm door bell rings at this point Lisa has put some clothes on much to my disappointment, she answers the door Rachel is standing with a bottle of wine and Jeff was there behind her with a big grin on his face also holding booze I said to Lisa oh are we having a party then? Haha she said yes but your not invited jokingly I'm like yeah ok. So conversation started flowing aswell as the booze man I was d*unk I mean so d*unk that I fell asleep d*unk on the sofa in the living room. Woke up the next morning bottles of empty booze lying everywhere, went into the bedroom Lisa was lying sleeping on the bed with the red sexy underwear still on so I thought I'm gonna chance my luck see if I can get any haha normally it's a no in the morning she isn't a morning sex person at the best of times so pulled her pants to the side she's still sleeping at this point on her front. So I'm looking at her sweet pink pussy so I spread it with my fingers it seems very wet maybe she's having some wet dreams? Lol so I slide my finger inside her, it feels very moist, she wakes up suddenly jumps off the bed and runs into the bathroom.
to be continued ...... 
