🅄🄽🅂🅃🄰🄱🄻🄴 - Michael Myers X Reader

🎃 Chapter: 14 🎃

I got home and instantly collapsed on my couch. After checking all the locks on the door, of course. I'm never leaving my door unlocked again. Even if I have to unlock it every few seconds just to open it.

I groaned when I remembered the party. My energy was running low after getting attacked, but I can't let that one night define my life. I'm even going to work in the place that my attacker is in. That thought gave me a headache. It would be safe, though. I trust the people there.

I remembered Emma got a letter. I'll have to check to see if I got one. I wouldn't really mind if I didn't anymore. Yes, it's a great opportunity, but I'll have to be sandwiched between Emma and the shape of Haddonfield. Not exactly what I had planned.

I pushed myself up off the couch and went to check if I had mail. Sure enough, there was a simple white envelope waiting for me to open. My heart started to pick up with excitement and nerves as I grabbed the letter, taking it back to the couch.

My body hit the couch hander than I wanted it to. My hands grew sweaty and trembled as I opened the envelope. Sure enough, it was a letter from Smiths Grove.

I am writing to confirm my acceptance of your employment offer. We would like you to come in next Saturday to get started. We'll see you soon,
-Smiths Grove.

Well, I got the job. Of course I did now that I'm questioning if I should do it or not. I should. Just like I said before, I can't let one night define who I am.

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I looked at myself in the review mirror of my car. Some makeup was used to hide my insecurities. Everything was dark besides the light that came from inside my car.

The house had many lights blasting out of it, along with loud music I could already hear. The neighborhood was completely silent otherwise.

Everything was in order. My outfit was clean, my makeup looked good, and my emotions were hopefully stable. I got out of my parked car and walked towards the house. There were a lot of people around my age there. Some were just hanging out, and others were dancing. Most of the people there were drunk or at least close to being drunk.

"Y/N!" A voice called out to me, "you made it."

"Hey Daisy. I thought this was going to be smaller." I moved past a few people to meet up with her. Helena was standing by here, just as (if not more) uncomfortable as I was.

"Doesn't matter. Look who's here." Daisy grabbed my shoulders and turned me. My eyes searched through the crowd. I was able to pick out a few people, including Emma and her sister Casey. That's when my eyes caught a glimpse of someone else.

Blake was leaning against a wall with a drink in hand. His black hair was pushed up and out of his face. He wore a suit. A suit? At a party. It's kind of weird, but considering he's my crush, I didn't mind.

"He's looking good. Go talk to him." Helena pushed me forward.

"Fine." I mumbled out before pushing through more people to reach him. We haven't talked a lot, and I'm not even sure if he knows my name. Either way, I might as well try.

"Oh hey, Y/N, right?" He instantly started a conversation. At least that answered one of my questions.

"Yeah, that's right." Awkward. Pure awkward. I can't talk to any crush for the life of me.

"Want a drink?" Blake mentioned over to a table full of beers and bottles of the burning liquid. I considered it. It would have been nice to forget everything. At the same time, the events of what happened Halloween night flashed in my memory. If I was drunk when he attacked, I would have been dead. Not to mention, I have to drive home.

"Maybe next time."

"What? Come on, live your life to the fullest." He pushed a beer can towards me.

"No thanks." I laughed nervously.

"If you say so." Blake looked away from me and towards Casey. Maybe I wasn't cut out to be with him.

"Having a good night?" I tried to make conversation that wasn't as awkward.

"Yeah, it's pretty good. Might leave the party early, though. Wanna come with me?" His head whipped back towards me.

"Where are you going to go?" My nerves started to grow.

"Back to my place."

Sex. He wanted to have sex. That's definitely what he wants. That's not how you make a relationship. At least not a good one. Maybe in someone else's story, but in mine? I want to at least get to know him better.

"Maybe some other time." I paused, "How about we get dinner sometime?"

"I'm far too drunk to make plans ahead. I don't know if I'd want to wake up besides you anyway."

"What?" Maybe I misheard him. No, I know exactly what he just said. Maybe he meant something different. Maybe he doesn't want to make harsh decisions.

"Casey looks nice tonight." Blake looks away from me once again. Towards the dancing drunk girl, who he has a better chance bringing home.

"Right." The only word I was able to get out before walking away from him. So many emotions flooded in my skull. Anger, disgust, sadness, heartbreak, and many more. There are too many to put into a list.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" Helena noticed me as I walked towards the door.

I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. My entire throat was closing up. I just pretended that I couldn't hear her and kept walking.

The music faded out as I went to my car. Opening the door in a hurry and sitting alone with the sound of the recently turned on engine

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