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rosie

"Are you sure you aren't coming with us?" Jennie asked me as I laid sprawled on my bed.

She's dressed as a vampire. So old fashioned and cliché.

"For the sixteenth time, yes. Y-E-S" I spelt it out and she sighed.

"Fine, don't come killjoy. Lisa's coming anyway" She giggles and I raised my head.

"Uhh, that psycho bitch?"

"Come on, she's totally nice, and very cute too..." Urgh, now she's got that look in her cat eyes.

The same look I get when I see delicious foods.. mm, oh yeahhhh.

"You're just pissed cause she's Jisoo's friend"

"A friend of a creep is a pyscho. A pure blooded psycho" I explained, raising my hand up for emphasis.

"Says the girl who has a guardian angel and devil" She said dryly and I gave her a thumbs up.

Yeah, Jen knows.

"Well, I'm leaving?" She tried to coax me into following her.

Over my lifeless dead body.

"I wish you a safe return" I said, slightly muffled by my pillow.

"Beach.." She muttered.

"Lucifer will escort you out, now now, out Jen Jen" I waved my hand.

That's a nice blood trail

"Thank you, it's fake"

No problem, we can make a real one, from Rosie. Right Rosie?

"...."

Curse that devil...

...

Everyone had gone out for their respective Halloween events, including Mom and Dad, leaving me all alone on the porch.

"This is why Halloween sucks" I said to myself as I fiddled with my fingers. Stupid Halloween..

Hmm, I dunno, oh. Maybe it wouldn't suck if YOU JUST ACCEPTED JISOO'S INVITATION YESTERDAY!

"Shut up little menace" I pushed him back and he landed with a thud.

He's sort of right Rosie. Jisoo was being nice, and sweet too, and very charming...

What is wrong with my angel?

"I know that girl, she's probably waiting for a chance to kidnap me, she can't be trusted!" I said vehemently, holding my fist up.

And do what? *hooded eyes and crossed arms*

Eat dinner?

Lucifer rolled his eyes and I did the same. He looks so evil!

I wonder if he's on menopause..

His eyes judged me but my head felt numb.

Rosie, Rosie are you okay?

Rosia's little hands shook my arm as I found myself on the ground, feeling weak and helpless.

My mouth moved but words didn't come out. I just laid there.

In a few seconds, a blurry figure was all I could see. Dramatic music was playing in the background and I groaned.

Dad's Halloween mixtape... playing right before my end.

Is this really the end?