Dear Michael Myers ( Michael Myers x Black Reader) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

When I got home my sister was there, She got out of school early on Halloween. The power was still not on but she was using a portable charger for her tablet. "You're not suppose to be home early." she said. Her facial expression changed when she saw my face. I ran upstairs slamming the door and laid on my and cried. I heard my door open and my sister came in. "What's wrong?" she asked, I looked up at her to see if she was just teasing me but she was being serious. "Everything." I said wiping my eyes, she stayed quiet so I continued. "I mean first it was Stewie dying, now mama thinks I'm sneaking boys in here when I'm not, and now I found out my boyfriend is cheating on me."

She didn't say anything, I wasn't expecting her to I mean she was only nine. "You can use my tablet." She said holding it out. I rolled my eyes, "No, I don't want that just go away." I told her angrily turning my back to her. She looked hurt but left closing the door behind her.

I don't know how long I was out but when I woke up it was dark. Even though I was upset, I got some good rest from all that crying. I felt a soft breeze hit my face, it felt good at first, but then I realized- my window was open. I shot up in my bed looking around wide eyed. The street lamp was on and it was shining a blueish light into my room. There was no one there, I got up and shut my window, closing the curtains too.

As I stretched and yawned a huge hand covered my mouth pulling me back. I tried to scream but it  muffled it. I tried to wiggle out of the strong grip this person had on me but damn whoever they were was strong as fuck. I felt myself being lifted off the ground; and without a warning I was tossed in the air and thrown on the bed. I opened my eyes and was face to face with the intruder.

It was Michael Myers.

I stared at him in shock, and he stared back at me tilting his head to the side. He had a strong grip on both of my shoulders and was holding me down. I tried to wiggle free and that upset him. In just a second he had his hands around my neck and he was chocking me. I let out a gagging and choking noise struggling to breathe. I was hoping my sister would hear the commotion going on. I started to feel myself slowly passing out and knew I had to do something. I didn't have no weapon and there was no way I could get out of his strong grip- but then I had an idea.

I seen it in a movie, I raised both of my legs and placed them on both of his shoulders. I could feel his tight grip slowly loosening as he watched what I was doing. I hugged both of my thighs around his face as tight as I could. He instantly let go of my neck as I tightened my grip, I guess thick thighs really do save lives. His big hands went to my legs struggling to pull them off. After I felt like couldn't hold a strong grip anymore I let go and used all the strength I had and kicked him off of me. He fell back and crashed into my desk making a lot of noise. My desk lamp fell to the floor and the bulb shattered.

He sat there for a moment rubbing his head completely stunned from what just happened. I was gasping for air as I tumbled towards the door, but Michael beat me to it and grabbed me by my shirt throwing me back on the bed trying to hold me down. I took that opportunity to scream for help. He put his hands over my mouth so I bit into one of them. I could tell that shit was hurting but he wouldn't let go and put his other hand around my neck choking me again. I realized my hands were free, so I grabbed at his mask trying to pull it off. He moved his around trying to avoid my hands and squeezed harder- but that couldn't stop me.

I managed to pull it up halfway, I could see his jaw and boy that jawline was sharp. His jaws were clenched and his teeth were gritted as he focused on chocking me. To be honest this whole situation was kind of hot. My eye sight was getting blurry, I could feel myself passing out. But I had to get his mask off, I had to get a look at his face before I died.

I finally pulled his mask off, and I was stunned by the sight. Michael Myers was fine as hell, and that's a fact. His brown curly hair was matted to his forehead by sweat probably from wearing the mask, but he had such a beautiful face. It was like the faces you would see in old roman paintings. I was so distracted from his face that I didn't even realize he had stopped choking me. I also realized one of his eyes were fucked up, but that didn't matter, he was staring back at me.

His bushy eyebrows were close together as if he was studying my face too. For a second, I thought he was gonna kiss me, and at that moment I wouldn't have mind if he did. But my door swung open ruining our moment. My sister was standing in the doorway in her pajamas. The sight in front of her made her drop her tablet, and yes it cracked too. Me and Michael stared back at her, I was scared he was going to attack her, but he didn't move. He was just as shocked as I was.

I was wondering why my sister was just standing there and not doing shit, until I realized what this looked like. Me, laying on the bed in a t shirt and underwear, with a man on top of me. To make it even worse Michael was holding my hands down, so now it really looked bad.

I sat up slowly, "No no no Bri it's not what it looks like-"

Before I could finish explaining she slammed my door shut and I could hear her running downstairs, probably to call and tell my mom.

(Damn this is the most I've updated in a  long time. Are you guys enjoying the book? There's many more to come I was there for like a week or two.🎃🔪😁)