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

•Chapter 26•

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Y/n rolled over on the bed expecting Michael to be there to cuddle against for warmth, looked at the empty side of the mattress. Which was not surprising at all to her.

"Leave like my dad why doncha" she sighed and sat up. Her neck felt extremely tender as she touched it lightly, feeling the harsh bruises react negatively.

"Shit, is Amanda awake?" She swiveled her legs out of bed, feet laying flat on the carpet. Balancing herself on the side table to help balance.

Wobbling out of the room, Y/n peaked into Amanda's. Trying to make sure that the door didn't make any sounds. Amanda shifted in her bed, making Y/n flinch. It was clear that she was still sound asleep or unconscious. Atleast she was still breathing.

But before she'd attempt to wake her friend, she tip toed down the hall to the dining room to check if Brandon's body was still laying on the other side of the chairs. Suspense built within her gut as she held her breath. Squeezing her eyes shut, Y/n bit the bullet and leaned over the table to look.

"It's just a body, it's just a body, it's just a corpse-" she opened one eye then the other. There was no'body'. All that remained was a blood stain on the wall from when Michael threw Brandon across the table. Michael clearly didn't follow her orders now that a literal corpse had been taken for what would be a crime scene. She looked down at her phone which was snapped in half.

'I have to call the police somehow...' Y/n remembered that Amanda kept her phone next to her at all times. Last night she found out that there infact was cellular reception in the dining area. So there was still a chance to fix this situation properly. Without missing a beat, she snuck into her friends room smoothly and took her phone. Back out in the dining room again, she held the flip phone up in search of a connection.

When it finally got a bar, her thumbs harshly pressed against the buttons. It rang 3 times, a wave of relief washed over her when the operator picked up.

"911 what's your emergency?" Y/n looked around her just incase, not wanting a repeat of last night.

"Where do I begin" she mumbled "My friends ex-boyfriend broke into our house last night. He didn't hurt her but she fell and hit the back of her head. She's been unconscious since then"

"Is she still breathing?" The operator asked, Y/n could hear the clicking of keys through the phone.

"Uh- yes as far as I know" her hand lightly grazed her neck to try and ease the uncomfortable of the bruises.

"Did he harm you? Is he still on the property?"

"He attempted to strangle me twice. Once with his hands and the other time with an electrical cord. I stabbed him with a shard of broken glass. I don't think he's on the property anymore I'm not sure-- I passed out after the second strangulation"

"Can I have your name and address?"

"It's Y/n L/n, the address is ______"

"I'm sending officers as we speak. I want you to stay on the line with me until they arrive. What's your friends name?"

"Amanda _____"

"Okay. Okay. Can you try and wake her up? Go straight to her and don't go anywhere else- don't wander"

"Yeah hold on" Y/n held the phone down and ran to Amanda's room. She grabbed her shoulder and shook her slightly. Amanda groaned uncomfortably and swatted her hand away.

"Wake up" she poked her again. Amanda smacked it away again.

"Wake the fuck up!" Y/n yelled in her ear, yet she continued to sleep like an infant.