Halloween: A new patient (Michael Myers x oc)

Its the glass

I would visit Myers almost every other night. Of course he wouldn't let me see his face, he would either be under that damn blanket or sitting in the chair facing the wall.
We wouldn't exactly have conversations, as a matter of fact. He'd never talk. I didn't want to sound like any doctor or therapist to him either. I'd just say a few random things, maybe ask questions hoping he'd respond. There were even a few times I'd sing..yeah odd but that's what would make him tilt his head the most. Most responsive he'd ever get, maybe my singing was just terrible.

That is until one night that marked my one hundred and thirty-sixth day. Something started to happen. I couldn't take it anymore.
I entered the room my face pale and my eye's are dark. I've been driving myself madder and madder, no one to blame but myself.

"M-Michael?" I ask pressing the button.

He moved his head slightly letting me know he was listening.

"Your planned worked." My voice cracks a little.

His position stays the same.

"You got me thinking that maybe I could help you. Th-that maybe.." I let my voice lower, a lump forming in my throat.

His position still the same.

"I wasn't just a dumb girl talking to a killer. Making me feel as if I was special enough to help you.. I-I can't do this." I let myself cry just for that second.

I let my head drop and I hold my face in frustration. How could I let myself stoop down so low? For someone that could kill you the second they could if this glass wasn't here. When I look back up I get startled.

He was in front of the glass, but no blanket over him! It was too dark to see his face.

"Michael?" I hesitate asking without pressing the button.

I take a shaky step closer, my thighs pressed against the table. I wanted to see his face. It's too dark though. Almost losing my balance my right hand presses against the glass,catching me.
After adjusting myself still leaning forward and hand to the glass still. I just stare at the curvy shadows casted over his face. As if he didn't even have one. I press the button.

"I know you feel it too, you're still hu-." Right as I was about to finish the door shoots open!

"What are you doing in here?!" Dr. Loomis yelled with fierce emotion.

"D-Dr. Loomis." I gently whisper.

"You get here right now! Do you have any idea what rules you're breaking?!" He rushes over and roughly grabs my forearm pulling me away.

I turned to see that Michael didn't even move. Dr. Loomis pulled me out the room then got a hold of both my arms, holding me in place. Anger in his brows and concern for me.

"Don't you have any idea what it is? You've been here for a good nine months Audrey! It can't be reached! I've tried for years now!" His hands squeezed my arms. They loosened after he realized my expression was that I didn't understand.

"Oh dear child, please tell me you don't have feelings for it?" His grip retightened but his voice was in shock.

I didn't answer I only bowed my head in guilt.

"Audrey, a killer can't love. There is nothing human in it!" His voice grew back higher.

"That "it" is him and there is some human in him." I emphasize in an impatient tone. Keeping my head down.

"You don't know that Audrey. How long have you been coming here like this?" I could tell he was in distraught.

"Since my second day sir." I sigh still giving clear signs of guilt.

"My god you've made yourself attached. It's too late to go back." Dr. Loomis my dearest friend and boss, made my heart sink.

"I am so so sorry Dr. Loomis, I'm sorry." I felt the bond between Loomis and I break and turn into ashes.

"It's time for you to go Ms. Anderson."

The beginning of the end! Dun dun! Here comes the familiar movie us horror fans all know and love.
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-FL