Short+Fiction

=__**The Parrot**__=

One Friday after school I went to the new pet store in Creedmoor. I have a best friend who recently got a pet parrot, so we decided I would get one too and they would be best friends just like us. Well I finally got to the pet shop and there was a wide variety of parrots there but only one really caught my attention. It was a beautiful blue, green, and red male parrot. I called the owner over to were I was and asked, “ how much is this parrot?” He then quickly replied, “He’s free!” I was completely shocked by my luck the bird I was quickly attached to was free. I then asked the owner “ Well what’s wrong with him?” the owner shyly bowed his head “Um nothing at all ma’am, I’ll get him ready for you.” Something was very suspicious about this pet storeowner, when you first meet him you immediately get the creeps, but hey I get a free parrot so I didn’t think too much about it. Once the bird was all ready to be transported to my house, I put him in the car and slowly drove off. As I was driving down the road I began to talk to the bird thinking that it will carry on a conversation with me, but to my surprise he remained silent. “It’s okay you don’t have to say anything your probably shy.” I said. He still made no sound. So I decided to call my best friend and tell her the good news. As soon as I picked up the phone and began to dial the numbers I heard a slight sound from the backseat it said, “If you ever tell anyone what you saw, I’ll kill you.” I immediately stopped the car, looking back at the parrot I asked, “What did you just say”? No response. I continued to dial numbers on the phone, and then the voice repeated. Hanging up the phone I screamed and turned the car around to go back to the pet shop. With the parrot repeating those words over and over again, I finally made it to the pet store. Yanking the bird from the backseat and barging into the pet store wasn’t exactly in my daily plans but it had to be done. There was no way I was going to bring a psycho parrot into my house! When I walked in the owner was nowhere to be found, so I began to sneak around and see what was going on around the shop. In a little corner in the back of the store was a door on the floor, like a basement door. Cautiously opening it I was amazed at what I heard. The same words the parrot was saying in the backseat of my car was the same thing I heard the owner shouting. I peaked around the corner in the tiny dark room and saw a young teenage girl lying in a ball crying and screaming. The suspicious owner left the room for a brief moment. I grabbed the girl and put her in the backseat of the car. She was still balling her eyes out. I asked her what had happened she replied “He is a terrible man, he he he…” “He what”, I asked impatiently. “ He raped me” she cried out. So it turns out the reason why the parrot was repeating, “If you ever tell anyone what you saw, I’ll kill you.” Was because that’s what the owner always said to his victims. In the end I turned the creeper into the police and he got ten to life in prison.