Agoraphobia ; A SwaggerSouls Fanfiction

5.

"I can't believe it's you, sissy."

 

   Mason hugged me tightly as he whispered in my ear. I felt wet spots along my shoulder, as he held me just as tight as I held him. I couldn't believe it was him either. "What a coincidence that our retard is also your retard!" Toby said, with a laugh. We all laughed, Mason laughing through the tears across his face. He lifted his head up and looked down at me. I looked at him, wiping my thumb across his cheeks. "I'm here, why not get lit?" I asked Mason. "That sounds awesome, Sage. I'll invite some other people okay?" He asked everyone. I looked back at the group, staring at us through the doorway. "That sounds good to me." Cam shrugged. I slipped out from underneath him, sitting on my knees. "Woah, Sage, not yet." Toby looked at me. My jaw dropped as my eyes widened, and I looked up at Eric. Eric looked up at Toby with an angered yet embarrassed look. "TOBY!" I covered my face in embarrassment as everyone else laughter lit up the room. Eric walked over to me and grabbed my hand, helping me up gently. He stepped out of Mason's room, with me following. We walked to the living room, turning a sharp left and going up the stairs. My hand dragged along the smooth golden rail, falling off once we reached the top. Eric took a deep breath and turned to me. "Aside from that," He opened his eyes. "Here's me room." He opened the door, leading me in. "Let me turn on the lights." He shut the door behind him, grabbing the little LED remote from the table beside him and turning them to dark blue.

  "So," He sat down in his gaming chair and I sat on his bed. "What do you wanna do?" He looked at me. "I don't have anything in mind..." I thought. "Ooh! Have you ever seen any of the Halloween movies? Like the Micheal Myers ones?" I asked him. "Years ago. We can watch them if you want! I have Netflix on my monitors!" I practically squeaked in excitement. "Do you have an extra seat? Or I can sit on the floor?" I asked him. "I have an idea."

   There I was, sitting on his lap, typing "Halloween 2007" into the searchbar of his Netflix. I clicked on the first result, clicking play.

   Eric jumped at the fact Micheal was beating his sister's boyfriend's head in with a bat. "Are you not into this kinda stuff?" I looked at him. "No, I love horror, it just sorta freaks me out how a 10 year old kid has murder urges." Eric said blankly. "It only gets worse from here dude." I looked back at the monitors. Micheal walked up the steps slowly, picking up a white William Shacker mask, and putting it on. It was big on him, nearly comical. He walked into his sister's room, you to her bed and watched her for a minute. She was in a white slip dress. Micheal smaller hands traced up he thigh, ad she giggled. "Stop.." She said, jokingly swatting at the smaller hand. "Babe, stop!" She again joked. She took of her headphones with her eyes still closed and turned around, seeing Micheal standing there with a knife in his hand. "Micheal?!" she screamed. Stab one, Stab two, Stab three, and so on.

   "Jesus!" Eric yelled, as Laurie jumped onto Micheal, pushing them off of the balcony and covering him in the blood she was showered in. I felt Eric grip my waist tightly, making me blush. Laurie held the gun up to his face, finger nearby the silver trigger. She had blood and tears running down he gave as she sat on top of Micheal, her older brother (yes, this is actually canon. watch the fucking movies.) . She couldn't work up the nerve to do it at first, but she finally brought the gun down to his head, just as Micheal opened his eyes. (i legit can't remember what happened so I'm gonna go off what I do remember.) Micheal pushed Laurie off of him, as Laurie ran away. Micheal chased her behind the house, as Laurie ran down into the pool full with leaves. She fell down, screaming for help. Micheal slowly made his way down, stopping in his tracks as he heard his name. He turned around, seeing someone familiar, Loomis. A shorter man, with a lot of stubble on his face and messy grey hair. "Micheal! It's me, Loomis!" Loomis put his silver gun up. "Happy Halloween." He pulled the trigger, the silencer being heard and the screen going black. The credits then rolled. "So did you like it?" I turned back around to Eric, who's hand was still on my waist with widened eyes. "He's not gonna die is he?" Eric looked down at me. "Nope," I laughed. "I should make you watch all of them." I smiled. "Honestly, I'd like that. These are really good." He admitted. "But we have a party to get to!" He smiled. I got off of him lap, closing Netflix out of his monitors. He grabbed a few of his bongs and he asked me to grab some of his bags of weed. I obligated, holding 5 bags of weed, all in gallon bags. Or, in other words, I'm holding 5 gallons of drugs. I followed him back downstairs, and set everything down on the table next to where he set the bongs. I was pretty nervous for this party if I was being honest. Cause, Y'know, Agoraphobia. But fuck it, this might help. We sat on the couch for a bit, blowing clouds in each other's faces to bother the other then it would go back and forth. My vape was a gradient from white to a light blue, with diamond designs on it. Yes, it's still watermelon flavoured. I always keep refills with me though, just in case. I inhaled sharply, holding the air in my mouth and blowing it directly in Eric's face. I bent over laughing, feeling my stomach hurt from the sudden loudness coming from me. Eric began laughing too, smiling along with me. "It's gonna be one long night."