Short Stories

Halloween Short

I've always wanted to do a small story like this. Thank you for reading and enjoy!💜

I slapped the back of my phone a few times praying for it to turn back on. I groaned watching it flicker before turning off again. I'm cold, alone and lost. I knew coming out tonight was a bad idea, especially in this goofy outfit I was forced to put on. I patted my pockets searching for my keys. At the very least I can say I have my car nearby. I also think I saw a hotel or rather a motel not too far from here.

My search for my keys was met with emptiness.

"This night couldn't get any fucking worse." I glared as I stormed back into the party. Drunken bodies moved to some goofy halloween song. I was annoyed so the movement from their bodies into mine was causing me to push back.

My keys could be anywhere and with my dead phone I couldn't call a cab. My choices are to find a charger and wait until it's on and call a cab or hole myself up in a room and wait it out. I'm leaning towards the latter, because even if I call a cab or find my keys it's no guarantee the hotel will have rooms. So hole up in a room it is.

Luckily the party is in a stupidly large mansion, so one of these rooms has to be empty. I went searching for that one empty room.

"Oh shit, sorry, Uh, keep going." I said quickly finding the couple doing what I can only assume as some sort of oral sex. I walked furthar down the hall and pushed open another door, more sex.

After five doors I finally found an empty room. Thank fucking God. I hurried in the room and shut the door behind me. I slid down on the floor and leaned my head against the door. Finally, tonight has been a bunch of bullshit. This outfit that's squeezing my balls, the party filled with drunken idiots, and my slew of bad choices that led me to a room in the dark. I knew I should've spent my halloween in bed with candy and scary movies.

My ears tinged at the soft cries calling from the bed in the center of the room. I looked over to see a small sobbing figure on the bed.

"Uh, you alright?" I asked standing up, I slowly walked to the bed.

"Ahh." The body popped up from the bed. But it was dark so I couldn't quite see his face, just bright glowing green eyes. "You scared me." A deep voice started.

"Oh I'm sorry." I sat at the end of the bed far from him. "I was just checking to make sure you're alright."

"Thank you but I'm not alright." His frame looked small compared to his deep voice. When I asked him what was wrong he dropped his head making those eyes disappear.

"Can I ask what's wrong? I don't wanna be intrusive but I don't believe in leaving crying people alone in dark rooms." I smiled.

""It's not really a problem I can discuss. It's personal and embarrassing." His green eyes popped back to mine before he looked away again.

"Alright well I'll uh get you some tissue, you have tear stains down your face." I popped up from the bed and walked to the open door that I'm assuming is a bathroom. I turned on the lights and squinted before grabbing the toilet paper.

I walked back into the room and handed him the paper towel. I could now see parts of his face. It was a light brown color and he had curly black hair with two red horns peaking out. His green eyes were more apparent. What was odd was his choices of devil horns but the costume of a cop. He's a corrupt cop. Political, I like it.

"Here you go, can I ask for your name?" I said sitting down next to him. It looked like his horns were shimmering but not in a fake store bought rhinestone way. More like glowing.

"My name is Amare, they call me Mare for short." He smiled. I looked at his cherry red lips that curved up slightly. He's cute for a sobbing mess.

"I'm DayDay or Dayshawn." I stuck out my hand. He took it in a tight grip. "Shit you're hot." I put my hand on his head checking to feel his temperature and he was burning up.