Hold Me Down (Michael Myers x Reader)(ON HOLD)

•Chapter 20•

Y/o = Your order
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A few more hours passed into the evening. The pizza box stripped of half its pizza, leaving Y/n with a satisfied appetite. Both Michael and her had made it to the end of the movie. She watched, intrigued, and Michael had swiveled his head to also watch.
Oh how he had missed watching horror movies on the crappy box TV his family had in the living room. This was a step up from that, the screen was better quality and bigger. Most importantly, instead of watching it alone while his mother worked through the night, he was here with Y/n.

Meanwhile, Y/n had grown oddly attracted to Vincent and Bo. In a way, they kind of reminded her of Michael. Mommy issues and all. Though, she wished she knew more about his past then what she remembered.  She looked at the time on her phone, 8:10 PM. As far as Y/n was concerned, she still had time to watch another one. Just as she was about to walk to the case filled with CDs, her phone buzzed with a new message from Amanda. She opened it.

I noticed you weren't active on skype so I decided to text you lolz
How about we go to lunch at that Cafe after our first shift on Monday?

"Shit, it's already been a week?"

'Sure, why not. Also ur gonna have to be more specific then ' that Cafe' lmao'

The one in the center of town, we can literally walk there

'Oohhh I know what you're talking about'

Good, I'll give you the My Chemical Romance CD I was talking about

'Cool cool, see ya tmrw'

See ya <3

Y/n sighed and tossed her phone on the table and threw her head back, groaning. Work tomorrow. "Promise you'll behave when I'm gone for work?" she sits up to find no one there. He must have left when her eyes were completely focused on her phone.
'Fuck it' she thought 'I have time for one more movie' and opened the case filled with DVDs. At random, she chose one. Not really caring if it was good or bad. It was one of those nights where anything would entertain her.
She popped it into the DVD player and hoped for the best. The opening scenes played and the movie continued.

Michael didn't turn up for the rest of the night. It almost felt refreshing, not having to walk on eggshells every time she did something. But at the same time, Y/n felt bad since he could be having another withdrawal episode.
Instead of watching the movie, she pondered about the masked killer and where he could be tonight. As soon as the movie was over she went straight to bed. Not her wasting time with anything else.

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The loud ding of the cash register sounded through the shop as Y/n grabbed some change. "73 cents is your total change, have a good day" she placed the coins into the customer's palm. After the transaction was complete, she looked at the cat clock on the wall. Swinging its tail as it read 11:55.

Hands wrapped around Y/ns waist and squeezed, which caused her to jump in surprise and glare behind her. "Amanda!"
She deadpanned, making her friend giggle in victory. "It's time to for luuunccchhh" her fingers poked Y/ns sides teasingly. "Have you punched out yet?" Y/n pushed Amanda's fingers off of her waist. "Yuuuup, have you?" "Not yet, let me just-" she grabbed her thick off-white card from a shelf and slid it into the time clock with a click. Placing it back onto the shelf and sighing.  "Okay, let's go"  Amanda grinned ear to ear and obliged.

They walked arm in arm, making sure they didn't accidentally start walking quicker than the other. "Can you believe he still owns that relic?" Amanda chirped, her silver chains and earrings clanking against eachother satisfyingly. "Owns what? The time clock?" "Uh yeah, that thing is from the 20's or it's atleast as old as he is" Y/n sighed "it's probably sentimental value or something. It's pretty cool though" Her friend nodded with the statement "I could never forget it's signature punch sound"