My damsel (Lauren/You)

Chapter three

Y/n and the others went to classes after, receiving a warning from the headmaster telling them the accident in the cafeteria was a simple Halloween prank. Afterwards, they all went home.

Y/n was satisfied to relax at home, unaware of the presence behind every mirror. The woman was being watched attentively.

The being, ghost, demon, whatever it was, spent her time studying Y/n, everything very detailed. She wanted to contact the woman, but that wasn't so easy. Though that day, that day was very different. It was Halloween and a full moon, the perfect combination. That made the ghost very excited, even if still a bit hurt with what happened earlier that day. Everything was going according to plan. After Y/n left for the fair, the woman followed, watching Y/n by the mirrors. She couldn't just leave and present herself, she had to wait. And she waited until the moon was up in the sky.

The clock was ticking and her nonexistent heart was beating fast in excitement. Or at least, the woman pretended to feel it doing so.

In a bathroom, empty, with a small window letting the moon rays enter, a hand reached out from the mirror. It was a magical experience, as the mirror was shaking while the being was making her way out. Slowly but surely, in a minute, she was out. She was wearing a long old dress, ripped off in some parts and blood stains. On any other day, she would be seen as ugly, but her clothes were perfect for Halloween.

The woman walked out of the bathroom and walked through the crown until she spotted the person she wanted. Alone, but because she was waiting for some of her friends, Y/n was having a drink. To reach her, the ghost had to go through the crown, and weirdly, she would bump into people instead of going through them. Some people looked at her, some tried their shoot, others just complimented her Halloween outfit, unaware of what it actually was. Finally, after a good three minutes trying to cross the crowded room, the being reached the person she wanted.

"Why is a lovely donzel doing this all by herself?" The ghost's voice was heard. It was raspy, but the tone was genuine.

The younger woman faced the one who spoke and she frowned a little. "Do I know you....?"

"I would say no." She smiled. It was a charming smile, but not it wasn't too much. "But would you like to know?"

Y/n stayed looking at her and drank a little. She did say she would try to meet new people and she was getting bored as her friends were always late.

"I might."

"My name's Lauren." She greeted and gently grabbed her hand, kissing it, like men would do back in the old days to women. "And yours?" She asked despite already knowing.

"Y/n." The woman smiled.

"Lovely name for a lovely face."

"Already flirting Lauren?" She raised an eyebrow, smiling amused.

"I'm simply being charming to a beautiful damsel." She replied charmingly.

Y/n chuckled a little and moved her hand away. "I see, how old are you charming Lauren?"

The woman stayed silent for a few moments. "Twenty three." She chose to say. "And what about you, Y/n?"

"I'm nineteen, so I'm technically not supposed to be drinking." She showed her the cup and continued to drink.

"Rebellious I see." She chuckled. "I would drink without being allowed as well." She remembered with a warming smile. "I like your outfit choice, it's perfect for you."

The shorter one looked down. Her outfit didn't change much from the one in the morning, she simply added some chains and rebel bracelets and a stronger makeup.