Summer of 85'

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~May 1985

{ Elizabeths POV }

Sitting around the pool with Debbie and her douche boyfriend Mike wasn't the way I wanted to start my evening but, it was something. 

"Have you guys heard about that crazy guy killing people? It's all over the news. Down by the Valley" Mike blurts out. 

"Oh my god yes! It's really awful" Debbie adds in. 

I was never a person to watch the news or stay in the loop. I was kind of in my own bubble. I go to class. Go home. Study. Sleep. Never been interested in any of that stuff. 

"Yeah apparently he stomped on someone to death like this." Mike says as he proceeds to shove my head under water as a "joke"

"Mike what the fuck is wrong with you" I say as the 2 love birds laugh. 

"Having fun girl" He replies laughing. 

I get out of the pool and wrap a towel around myself, everyone else follows suit, and does the same. Walking up the stairs of my deck to get inside I overhear Debbie and Mike whispering until Debbie speaks up

"You know that one bar downtown just opened up. Called 'Downtown Up'" I turn around for a bit to look at her. Again I've never been that partying type but this sounded pretty fun.. I was just waiting for the magic word.

Debbie sighs and says "They have food too"

"I'm in" I chuckle as I open the backdoor for myself, & the 2 lovebirds. 

~9:00PM~
I finish getting ready. Debbie was wearing a tight red dress with black stockings underneath, I matched her but with a tight black dress with stockings underneath. I just finished curling my hair and putting on some natural makeup. Just the basics, mascara, a lit of eyeliner, concealer, and a bit of lipstick. 

"You ready?" Debbie says as she grabs Mikes hand as they fill up the front 2 seats. I got in the back. I always felt like a third wheel to them. Their relationship seemed perfect. I never really had a long lasting relationship like they did. Only hookups then and there that I could never keep because they only wanted one thing. 

~9:25PM~

We arrive to the bar. It is crowded as hell because it is the opening night. Debbie grabs my hand with her left hand and Mikes hand with her right hand as she leads us in. 

"Holy shit its so busy" Debbie chuckles as we sit on the right side of the bars stools. I take a seat next to debbie on my left, and on some guy was some stranger. 

"3 shots of vodka" Debbie says to the bartender. 

"Jeez.. starting off strong?" I chuckle as we all cheers our shots and down them. 

"Tooooooo..... this new bar?!!" Mike says. We all start laughing. 

"Sure... to this new bar." I chuckle.

~10:15PM~

As the night goes on. We took more shots, Debbie and Mike were the only ones who were kinda- drunk already. I was never one to get drunk easily. I look around the bar and notice the stranger next to me staring at me. In his glass was what looked like a whiskey of some kind. I brushed it off

He continued staring at me. It started to creep me out. He had short black curly hair, dark eyes, sharp cheekbones, but very skinny almost like a drug addict. Not saying he wasn't hot. Just creepy 

"Hey, what's your name, cutie?" he asked as he smirked.