"Sienna?"
"Yes Brooke?"
"I've been thinking. With Tara being.... Gone, maybe you could move in with me."
Sienna gave it some thought then replied with a smile on her face, "Sure! What the fuck. Sounds good to me."
I smiled and we hugged. "Thank you. This will be great!" I said. "I'll go get my things tomorrow. It's getting kinda late. That and.... I'm kinda lazy." Sienna laughed as she crashed on the couch.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "So what do you want for dinner?" I asked as I put the boxes of Tara's belongings in the living room closet.
"I'm kinda in the mood for pizza." Sienna said with a shrug. "Ok no problem. Oh I gotta go get the laundry out of the dryer why don't you order the pizza and wait for the pizza guy?" I suggested. "Sure that's fine. What kind of pizza would you like?" Sienna asked.
"Just pepperoni and cheese would be fine. Ok I'll be back." I said as I grabbed my pink laundry basket and left the apartment.
I walked into the laundry room and took out all of my clothes out and set them on the table behind me and started folding.
Just as I was finishing up the light started to flicker for a couple minutes.
What the fuck? Is there a ghost?!
The lights turned back on. Huh. There must be a shortage or something. But as I grabbed my laundry and turned to leave, what I saw made me scream and drop my clothes.
There was a decapitated head lying on the floor, his eyeballs were out of his sockets.
I looked up and saw a shadow, a shadow of someone that looked very familiar. The shadow kept getting closer. I backed up against the window of the laundry room, my chest heaving.
I looked up and guess who the mystery shadow was????
Art. The. Clown.......
Oh. My. God. How?! What!! What the fu--?!
I thought I killed him?! Shit!
There he was standing in front of me, covered in blood, swinging the eyeballs of the decapitated person's head around, swinging them like they were lassos.
Then he shoved them in his mouth slurping on the tails of the eyeballs and started eating the face off of the decapitated head.
I screamed bloody murder and grabbed my laundry and ran as fast as I could to my apartment.
