Five Against One (18+)

CHAPTER 42

MAEVE ROGERS
"Why do you need to much makeup, you look beautiful without it", I rolled my eyes at Gio, who was following me with a basket as we walked around Sephora.

Yes, I've finally healed, like completely healed, I started wearing dresses again, before it started getting colder, and they let me out of the house, with them of course.

"I said stop returning shit!, I'm paying, don't worry about it, love", I sighed as he grabbed the product I put back in place, placing it in the basket.

"Gio I-", he shut me up by placing his lips on mine, making me roll my eyes, "I don't fucking care how it'll cost, as long as it makes you happy, you can even take doubles, I don't care".

And let me tell you, it's cost a lot, like- a lot.

"This is too much, I-", he again placed his lips against mine, "stop doing that", I pushed him away as he had a satisfied grin on his face.

"What did you get".

"The whole store", I pushed Gio away as he started playing with my hair, "what are we dressing up for Halloween".

It started getting colder, Italy filled with orange and brown colours, as much as I hate to admit it, Italy is a beautiful place.

You see pumpkin spice everywhere and small Italian kids dressing up in warm clothes in warm colours looking like cute little fur balls.

They stopped in their tracks as if I just asked how long their dicks are, small as fuck, "what?".

"What do you mean, Halloween", shut the fuck up.

"You never celebrated Halloween?!", another reason why I should escape, "we're going to buy some costumes", they groaned, a smile growing on my face, I love annoying them.

Ew, shut the fuck up.

"I think I wanna dress up as Carrie", I said as we walked around the store, "we're not gonna go anywhere, don't bother staining yourself with blood or anything, because if you ruin any of the cushions I'll spank your fucking ass".

"She can ruin whatever the fuck she wants, Nic, we can buy new ones".

"You do remember that my mom chose every single thing we sit, or lay on, right?", Gio gulped, freezing, who knew that the women they're scared of is their mothers, well...except Xavier.

"You know what, I have an idea, for all of us", they took me to a place where we can but shit, I got some white and black face paint, and five ghostface masks.

"Anything else before I pay", I shook my head, I hate that they pay for me, "come on, let's go back to the mansion".

I was excited as fuck, I missed Halloween, I barely celebrated back home, I just stayed home, gave away candies, making sure my mom is asleep in her room, drunk out of her fucking mind, and watched horror movies the whole night, then not falling asleep because of horror movies.

I'm not scared of them, I just imagine ghostface or Michael Myers in my room during the night.

"Go and wear black shirt, and black pants", I said as soon as we entered the mansion, the guard placing all the bags on the floor.

They groaned, but listened, going upstairs to their room.

I walked towards my room, changing into a black, spaghetti strap black dress, that stopped at my thighs.

I sat in my makeup table, grabbing a white and black face paint, starting to do a skull makeup.

"Is this good", Xavier asked as he entered my room, looking himself up and down, I turned towards him, my face a little pale from the makeup, my eyes covered in black.