PT2: The Hideous Creature With 4 Legs

Cocaine Princess here.

Just to review:

I felt as if I was a thousand miles away from the sound of the creature's bark. I was sleeping so deep until 'A' awoken me. I looked at the alarm clock. It was all blurry so I had to blink a couple of times. It was 5am. I said to her 'why? Why did you wake me?' 'I'm sorry,' she replied, 'but I had to. The police are here.' I quickly sat up and said 'Oh my God why? What's happened?'
'Didn't you hear the alarm go off?' she asked. 'No I was sleeping like I was in a coma,' I replied. The Sleep Gods do indeed hate me for them to interrupt my slumber. 'The police already checked outside and there are no forced signs of entry. They need to check the rest of the house.'A replied. 'If there's no forced entry then nobody broke in. The alarm must have malfunctioned or something,' I replied back. 'They have to do a walk through upstairs, it's procedure,' she explained. 'There's no one in my room here so just tell them thank you and bye,' I said. 'I can't. You need to come down' said A. 'I'm not going downstairs to meet them.' She wanted to know why so I told her. 'I'm not wearing any makeup and my hair isn't done, that's why.' 'They're police officers not judges from a beauty contest,' A said laughing. 'They're not going to care what you look like.' 'Well I care,' I replied back to her. 'A' literally pulled me out of bed and picked up my robe and put it on me. 'You look beautiful,' she said. 'You're just saying that,' I said back to her as we made our way down the stairs. There were two officers in the foyer and one of them was saying something to that little radio-thing that sits on their shoulder. After a quick introduction the two officers stated they needed to check upstairs. I assured the officers there was no one up there. 'It's procedure mamn,' explained one of the officers. Oh my God I said in my mind, mamn! He had the nerve to call me mamn! I am not old enough to be a mamn! I was tempted to take his night stick and hit him over the head with it for calling me mamn until I looked down and saw both officers were wearing boots. In my house that is a big No-No. No, you cannot wear shoes in my house. I don't let anyone in wearing shoes, you must remove them. There is an exception of course if you have some sort of medical condition. 'Can you please remove your boots?' I asked. 'Sorry mamn, but we're on duty and if we get called for something it'll cost us time,' he explained. 'Now if you were to ask me back for a social visit then of course I'd be more than happy to remove them.' The two officers went upstairs. I turned to 'A' and said 'great. Their boots have snow and dirt on them. They're going to dirty and stain the carpet and not to mention get it all soggy. It's already dirty down here.' The flooring on the main level of the house is all ceramic and there were disgusting wet police boot prints all over. 'You're not the one who's going to have to clean it,' stated A. 'Just because I don't clean the house doesn't mean I want people dirtying up the house. I like a clean house.' I could hear them upstairs opening the doors and for some reason the closets. 'They said it themselves there's no sign of forced entry so why are they opening up the closets?' I asked. 'Like they said, it's procedure,' A said back. I then asked her 'what did he mean by if I ask him back for a social visit?' 'I think he's hoping you ask him to come over for lunch,' she stated. 'Eww!' I replied. I didn't know what else word to use. 'I saw the way he was looking at you,' she said. 'Didn't I say you look beautiful. I'm sure Valentina's daddy would love knowing you were seeing a cop' she sarcastically added. Unless he's on the take I don't think it would go over very well with him I thought to myself. And besides the cop was freakishly odd looking. I don't know if anyone has seen the movie HOT FUZZ. It's a British comedy written by and starring Simon Pegg. It's a great, great movie. I highly recommend this film. It's about a city cop who gets transferred to a sleepy village when all of a sudden bizarre and grotesque murders begin to take place. I won't spoil the ending by telling who the murderer is but I will say to pay very close attention and you may just figure it out. I did. Valentina had seen it and told me about it. Anyways there's a character, I can't remember his name but he works as a janitor in a grocery store. That's what the cop looked like. The other one was a little older and didn't really say much. While 'A' and I were both waiting in the foyer as the officers were busy checking for prowlers I said to her, 'while they're upstairs a burglar could be hiding down here getting ready to murder us. And when the cops come back down they'll find our blood soaked bodies lying right here on the floor.' 'A' explained while she was trying to get me to come down the two officers were doing a walk through downstairs. I wasn't convinced the reason they were checking upstairs was because of procedure. I think they were just being nosy. When the officers finished their so-called walk through all I could hear were their boots making squishy wet sounds as they came back down the stairs. 'Everything checked out. It's all clear, you're safe. There's no sign of any third party,' the odd freakishly looking cop said. He then handed me his card and both of them said bye and finally left. 'Look at the floor,' I said to 'A' while ripping up the card. 'It'll be all clean by morning,' she said. 'It is morning,' I commented handing her the ripped up pieces. As I was going up the stairs my pedicured feet could feel the wet spots, it was almost everywhere. 'The carpets need cleaning too' I added as I headed back to the spare room. Before I did I decided to check out the other bedrooms in particular the closets. Nothing seemed to be moved or missing.
I went back to bed hoping I would be able to fall back asleep but before I even made it inside the covers 'A' came in with the phone. 'It's the alarm company,' she said. 'You talk to them,' I suggested. 'I need to sleep.' 'They won't talk to me, you know the password,' she explained. 'So do you,' I said back. 'The account is in your name not mine. They need to speak to you,' she said handing me the phone. According to their monitors one of the alarm sensors was lose triggering the alarm. They said it was going to go off every 20 minutes and said they could either shut the system down until their technician came out or I would have to by-pass it every 20 minutes by punching in a code. I asked when the technician would be available? 'A week from tomorrow,' the alarm representation said. 'Excuse me,' I said. 'I must be still sleeping, I thought you said a week from tomorrow.' 'That's right,' the rep. replied. 'Between 9-4,' she added. 'You have got to be kidding me,' I stated. 'You want me to get up every 20minutes to bypass the alarm? When am I suppose to sleep?' I asked. 'And I can't leave the house otherwise the police are going to be called here every 20 minutes.' 'The only other option is to shut down the system from our end until the technician fixes the problem,' she replied. I like to consider myself and anyone who truly knows me will agree, I am a cool, calm, person with a good head on my shoulders. I hardly ever lose my temper or raise my voice. Not all Latins have fiery tempers. So perhaps it was the lack of sleep or because I was interrupted from what was probably the best night's sleep I have ever had in such a long time because I got pretty angry and said, 'have you lost your damn mind?!' 'Excuse me mamn?' she said. 'I paid a fortune to have your company's alarm system installed in my house. I continue to pay a fortune every month for the monthly monitoring fees and not once have I ever missed or been late on a payment. And you're telling me that I have to wait almost a week for someone to come out and fix the alarm?! There's no way in hell I'm going without an alarm system.' 'Well as I stated before mamn you have the option of by-passing the alarm every 20 minutes,' again she said. 'Do I have your guarantee that my house won't be broken into?' I asked her. 'I'm sorry I can't promise you that,' she replied. I put my hand over the receiver and said to 'A' 'this woman's a friggin' idiot. The senor's going to go off every 20 minutes. I can either by-pass it every 20 minutes or they can shut down the whole system until the tech guy comes out.' I lifted my hand off the receiver and said to the woman, 'I am not going to by-pass the alarm nor am I waiting a week for your technician to come to the house. I questioned her about the company's 24 hr technician service. 'They are all out on calls mamn,' she replied. I looked at the alarm clock. 'All your available technicians are out on calls at 5:45 in the morning, every single one of them? There's no one at all free?' I asked. 'That's correct mamn,' she answered. I was beginning to think maybe the woman on the other end wasn't human but really an advanced high-tech robot. She then asked, 'what is your decision mamn?" 'My decision,' I said. 'Here is what my decision is. Not only can you shut down the alarm but you can cancel my entire account. I'll no longer be needing your services. I'll be calling up your major competitor and besides they guarantee tech service in less than 24 hrs. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about, they're advertised everywhere.' I was about to hang out when I heard, 'mamn, mamn, are you still there?' 'Yes, ' I'm still here.' 'If you could just hold for a minute?' she asked. So I did. She came back within mere seconds. 'It seems as if a technician is available. He'll be there within the hour,' she stated. 'Fine,' I replied. 'And stop calling me mamn!' I then just hung up. I crawled back into bed hoping to get to some sleep. I knew it was a long shot and I was right.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess