αgσяα нιℓℓѕ - м¢кєηηα g. (ON HOLD)

halloween - emma grossman

as you slide your costume on, your mom knocks on the door.

"one second, mother!" you say, fixing something on your desk. you are going trick or treating in your neighborhood, and for the first time, without parental supervision. "come in!" you say.

"so, sweetie, after trick or treating, you're going to emma's house for a sleepover," your mom exclaims. you notice something fancy about her attire, and smirk.

"are you going on a date?" you ask.

"no, im just hanging out with a guy friend-"

"that you're trying to impress? sounds like a f-cking date to me," you say, grabbing your halloween basket. your mom smacks you.

"no cursing! also, where did you learn that?" she asks.

"well, i asked alexa for some chairs for sale, and i guess it thought i said, 'tell me a few cuss words'. a few more were sh!t, di-"

"alright, i guess im putting filter on alexa now," your mom says. "cmon, let's go."

trick or treating is fun. your mom drops you off at your friend, charlie's house. you see some of your other friends. then, you guys go to the first house, which gives you skittles. the second house gives out lollipops, which you throw out since you don't want to get drugged. your friend, rose licks it. you smile as she licks it, a weird happiness coming over you as you watch the b!tch lick the lollipop from the sketchy house. rose isn't a really good friend. she's fake as barbie. like she once stabbed you with a knife at your birthday party. one day, you will kill her. some way.

once you finish the trick or treating, you walk to emma's house. when you arrive, you see a babysitter with blonde hair.

"im here," you announce. emma looks up, and smiles warmly at you. the blonde girl rolls her eyes.

"not another kid. okay, you two go upstairs. i have business to do," the lady says.

"like what?" emma asks, daring to annoy the babysitter.

"adult stuff, you wouldn't understand," the babysitter states.

"like, i don't know, getting extremely drunk and high. smoking cigarettes until you can't breathe. other things i can't say, but i bet you'll invite your boyfriend over and, 'have fun'." you say. the lady glares at you, while emma holds back her laughter.

"you little b*tches," she says. you and emma smile at her, and walk upstairs. you high five emma, planning to kill the lady sometime soon.

a/n

uh, this chapter isn't the best, im sorry. i have more coming, tho! see you later!

-ur local rat 🐀