Haunted Hearts || A.W.G || [Discontinued]

Halloween, The Bar and Dancing || Chapter Twenty-Four

-- The picture is of Emerald's costume. I'm posting this chapter early because I'm going on my first ever date tomorrow so I'll be busy all day ^^ --

"So I look to the world outside, oh. All of the sudden I'm eating my insides. The tiny words that break your heart, they're breaking and entering."

Alex
October 31st

"Happy Halloween you fucker." I say to Vic, who flew to Baltimore with Mike, Tony and Jaime to attend our little party. "Aka the best holiday ever." Emerald joins in. The night she stayed over, she vented some more to me and we talked about everything she was having problems with. Ever since then she's been happy, at least I think so. The one part of that night I remember clearly was after our talk.

Flashback

"I'll see you in the morning." I stand up to go to the living room. I'm letting her sleep in my bed while I sleep on the couch. But when I go to leave, she grabs my hand. "It would make me feel even better if you stayed with me." She looks up at me with her glassy eyes and tear stained cheeks. "Y-You mean sleep in here tonight, in the same bed?" I ask, feeling a lump from being nervous form in my throat. She nods her head, "Unless you don't want to. You don't have to."

"No, of course I'll stay. I'm just surprised." I sit back down. "You're not surprised, you're nervous." She states. "I see you're picking up on my psychic skills." I chuckle. "I guess so." She weakly smiles.

Flashback Ends

"I got to go put on my costume and do my makeup, then we can go." She says and goes to the bathroom. "I wonder what she's dressing up as." Mike looks like he's deep in thought. "No one knows but Jack." I chuckle.

Vic, Mike, Tony and Jaime all dressed as the Ninja Turtles. Rian is going as a giant toothbrush, I'm guessing because he wants to brag about his teeth being so white. Zack bought inflatable muscles (as if he needs to have them) and is dressing up as the strongest man alive. Jack's going to be a sailor, I have no idea why. Me, I'm going as a skeleton. I know, cliché but whatever. I have no idea what Justin, Brianna and Francisco are going as. Maybe Francisco will be one of the girls from that porno. That would be hilarious.

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About twenty minutes later, Emerald finally comes out and when I see her, my mouth nearly drops open. Not just from the surprise that she's actually wearing something like that, but because of how beautiful- no, sexy she looks. Like, damn. Compared to the moment she stepped into the bathroom, I'd say that she's completely transformed.

She's wearing a navy blue, form fitting dress with white and red striped lining the top of it. The bottom of it is ruffled blue with white underneath. It has two gold lines going up the stomach and it's super short. The dress is paired with white thigh high socks accented with red ribbons on the top, a sailor type hat and shiny red heels. Her makeup matches perfectly with the outfit seeing as she put on almost crimson red lipstick and just enough eye makeup so it isn't overpowering. Now I know why Jack is going as a sailor, to match Emerald. I mean, they did buy their costumes together.

Usually she doesn't like people staring at her, but now that I see what a revealing costume she's picked out, maybe that's what she's going for.

"Are you guys ready?" She grabs her keys from the coffee table. Vic, Mike, Tony and Jaime all nod while I can't even move one centimeter of my body. The only thing I have control over at the moment are my eyes, which can't look away from her. "Alex? Are you okay?" She waves a hand in front of my face. Well, if she didn't know how entranced her costume made me, she sure does now.

"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine. Lets go." I say quickly and walk out the door.

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1:30 AM

Emerald is drunk as hell and so is everyone that came to the bar for the party. I'm hanging out in the back room and drinking while everyone dances. Honestly, I'm just trying to stay away from Emerald because I would probably do something I'll regret later on.

I decide to go back in the main part of the bar. I mean, we all chipped in to rent the bar for the night. I should be having fun with everyone else. I open the door and see Emerald dancing with Justin to "Slob On My Knob" by Three 6 Mafia. I start to feel this burning in my throat and my heart drops to my stomach. Jealously and anger is a bad habit I have and my anxiety doesn't make it any better.

I eventually draw my attention to the bartender and ask for another Coors. "You guys rent the bar?" The girl asks and I nod. "My name's Megan." She smiles. "Alex." I take a sip of my beer. "Aren't you-" "Hey, Alex. I want to show you something." Emerald walks up to me and pulls on my hand. "Uh, sure." I stand up and turn to Megan. "Nice to meet you."

She lead me back to the room I was previously in and closed the door. "What's up?" I ask. "I was wondering if we could have our own private dance back here." She smiles at me. "U-Um, this isn't r-really-" "Not that kind of dance. I mean how we danced at prom, but away from everyone." She rolls her eyes and laughs. I'm taken aback by her asking this. Maybe her seeing our picture sparked it.

"Of course."

I do realize I say 'of course' to her a lot, but I just can't say no. It's pretty much impossible for me.

She snakes her hands up my chest and around my neck, I put mine on her waist and pull her closer to me then we both start swaying in unison. "You're looking very boney today." She says in reference to my costume. "Yeah? Well you can ride my waves, sailor girl. Don't forget you can also steer my boat." I joke. "Shut up." She laughs. "I knew you were going to come up with cheesy jokes." "You gotta love 'em." I smile.

She rests her head on my shoulder, just like at prom. Whenever she wears heels, she's tall enough to actually do that but also still shorter than me. I find it funny.

"You know, sometimes I think that if Madison wasn't such a whore, we would have never broken up and never have been separated for three years."

"Maybe if I wasn't such an asshole too.." I mumble. "But being an asshole is a part of you. If that part was gone, you wouldn't be the same person. It took me awhile to figure the out. Without you being a douchebag and dickhead sometimes, you would be somebody that you aren't." She looks at me. "It doesn't excuse cheating." I say. "You're right, it doesn't. But that's three years in the past. You being an asshole is the present and that's how it's always going to be. I like you for you, not who I wished you were four years ago."

"Like? Not liked?"

The next thing I know, she's raising her head and pressing her lips on mine. She keeps them there for what seems like a minute before pulling away.

"Yeah, like."

"So I look but you're not by my side. Whatever happened to 'I would rather die'? The things that make you fall apart, they're breaking and entering."

(Song: "Breaking & Entering" by Tonight Alive)