Romance and Horror Short Stories

Horror #2

'Hey, Lucy, you doing anything tonight?' came a text from your best friend, Henry. 'Nope. I'm going to guess you have some sort of idea...' It took a while before he responded back, but while he wrote to you, you got a text message from an unknown number that read 'Come to club red today, or else everyone will find out your secrets.' You started blankly at your phone. This had to be some sort of joke. You didn't really have any secrets, except that one between you and Natalie, an old friend of yours. It wasn't anything that bad. You didn't think. Nobody thought it was you anyways. You were confused, but what if he actually knew about what happened last Sunday?

'Hey. How about we go to club red tonight. I just heard about it from a friend and it sounds fun:)' You messaged. The text bubble went down before it went back up with a respond that agreed with you. You were glad, it wouldn't help if you were there alone, possibly with an anonymous person that knew your secret. You dressed up in something comfortable but also nice, and waited nervously for Henry to come. Ding Dong! The doorbell rang. You thought it was him but you opened the door to find a small package. You quickly yet nervously ripped the package open to see a picture. It wasn't anything, it was a picture of you and Natalie. Her holding the gun while you drinking and driving. Flashbacks came to you, reminding you of how Natalie shot, with her pink mask covering her eyes, and you, laughing carelessly and trying to drink more in your black mask. Ding Dong! You ran to the door and saw Henry standing in front of you, smiling. His smile turned upside down when he saw the look on your face. "Are you good, Lu?" You nodded and ran to his car, not allowing him to look any more in the house.

The whole care ride that as quiet as hell. You were still mesmerized and felt drapetomania all over you.  You arrived at the club and it was already incredibly loud. Before you escaped the car, he grabbed your hand. "Are you sure about this?" You thought in your head a little but came to the conclusion that you had to. You got out of the car and you felt your phone vibrate. 'Come to the roof in 10 minutes, I'll let you have some fun with your friend first.' That person probably already knew that you would have no fun, but that didn't bother it. That might have even made it happier. The secret might be spread around to everyone and you couldn't stop thinking about that. It was as if the world was spinning and wouldn't stop.

'Times up, princess. Come up now' You saw the message and quickly escaped your friend. He seemed worried about you the whole night but understood. You went up and saw nobody there. You stood there, wind blowing on your dress and hair. What if this was all just a sick joke? Then, you heard the door open. You turned around and saw Henry, gasping for air. "What's going on?" you asked and he stared at you, annoyed. "You tell me! What is going on with you? You looked sick and scared so I followed you. What are you doing here anyw-" Before he could finish his sentence, a mask figure came from the top of the exit. It was dressed in all black and a silver mask. "He isn't supposed to be here! Take him away or something bad might happen to him!" the figure shouted, its voice deeper then any you recognized. "You have to go, Henry. Wait for me in the car. I'll be there soon." you replied. "You promise?" you listened to the last thing Henry said to you. You nodded.

"Who are you and what do you know about?" you shouted after you heard the door close. "I can not possibly answer the first question. Not yet. But I know about the whole thing. The robbery. The many dead bodies that were found, all with a bullet in them. It jumped of the door and walked closer to you. "Fine, what do I do to make you not say anything? I don't have much but I can try having a part time job. Please." It came closer. It stopped inches from you face and played with your hair. "No. No. No. I don't want money, I want something worth more... Something we had..." He took of his mask and black hood. You already knew who it was from the dark brown hair and the emotionless face. "I can't believe it! Is it that hard to get over a break up for you? I'm sorry! I have said this many times. I just needed space." He didn't stop touching your hair until you finished. "I want you to jump. Jump down. Onto his car." he said, looking straight at you with seriousness. 

You stared at him. You were near the edge so you started to worry he would push you of. You were confused. Did he really hate you that much? Does he really feel that much pain  towards you? "Fine, but before I do, I have to ask something." You stepped backwards, being closer to falling. He looked a bit confused at first. "Sure, what is it?" "Why do you want me dead?" He stared at you, his green eyes gleaming in the moonlight. "I don't, but I can't stop thinking about you. You not being here might help me finally forget you." You nodded. You put your arms out and fell. You were falling down, looking at his pale face. It felt as if you were falling for ages. You enjoyed it. You weirdly liked how peaceful your last seconds were, not matter if you were going to die. You died.

(honestly not sure if there was more romance in this then horror. I don't mind living but I would just really like to fall of a tall building so that's why I added that last part.)