Charlotte's POV
I walked through the woods and followed the smoke of the fire they set. It lead me towards their meeting spot. I walked in on a game on truth or dare.
"Char!!!" Screamed Brenda. "Welcome to the fun, I see you wore something.." She saw the guys giving me googly-eyes and her compliment turned into an insult, quickly. "Something.. Bright." Her and a few others at the fire started laughing. "Hah, yea.." I laughed to feel better about my outfit choice. I thought it was quite fitting. I sat down and they handed me a cup of some unknown substance. All I knew was it smelled strong.
"So CharChar.." A girl who I didn't know spewed. "I heard you lived by Michael Myers. Quite the balls you have."
I didn't know who she was talking about. I didn't want to look naive in front of everyone because they were all staring intently.
"Oh.. yea. Lots-o-balls. Heh.. heh.." I said nervously.
"Hmph, well.. We'll go check it out then sometime. Halloween night." she replied in a voice that sent chills down my spine. A guy continued to explain that he wore a white mask and killed people who didn't seem fitting to him. I gulped in fear. That explains why it's so affordable to live there. It must just be a myth though. He couldn't possibly still be walking the streets.
A guy named Josh looked at me with a smirk on his face. He walked over and started making small talk. He seemed better than the rest of them.. nicer. I wasn't about to pass him up. We giggled for a few until it apparently made someone uncomfortable and they started to continue their game.
Josh rested his hand on my thigh before asking, "Hey Char, truth or dare." I got nervous and answered truth. Keesha screamed and said, "Is that DARE I heard??" I really started to notice how drunk everyone was at this point. Josh grabbed my arm to stand up and led me a foot away towards a keg and said, "I dare you to chug."
"No.. I don't drink. My fath-"
"I don't care what you do or don't do, you've gotta drink or sink." His voice was cold and no where near what it was a few seconds ago. I got scared.
Next thing I knew, everyone around me was yelling "CHUG CHUG CHUG!" I refused and tried to walk away but his hand was still on my arm. He pulled me down towards the ground and I started squirming. Keesha, Brenda, Josh, and another guy started to hold me down on the ground while others started to pour gallons of alcohol on me. I attempted to catch my breath but it was too strong, too much. When they finally let me go everyone was cheering. But how could they cheer to this crap! I ran as fast as I could. I couldn't understand why they'd do something like that. I heard some people chasing for me. They yelled my name over and over.
"CHARRRR! Don't leave yet. We're sorry. The real fun hasn't started yet."
I was a few blocks away from home and I didn't stop running for anything. I heard a faint yell but I couldn't stop, I felt they'd hurt me. I ran until I saw headlights and I was out.
Michael's POV
She looked almost.. Happy to be going to this thing. I kind of didn't want to ruin that, so again, I decided not to kill anyone. I wasn't killing anyone because of what? Her?? I couldn't tell why exactly but, I wanted to know why she had a face of someone who's dying inside but with no trace of it physically. I watched behind some trees as she approached a group of people who were beyond intoxicated. Death is going to fall on them without my help. I watched for a few moments. They started talking about me, of course. It peaked my interest when they said they'd pay me a visit for Halloween. Then I saw her take the cup that was probably filled with enough liquor to kill. At this point I was over it. And to think I thought she was smart enough; I shrugged and started to make my way back home until I heard her. I heard her scream and adrenaline came rushing through me and I ran back to the Pueb. I saw her drenched and running away. I saw a few drunk guys get up and chase behind her.
I was fucking boiling. I started moving, quickly. There was one guy very close to her and I stepped in front of him as he was running. He bannged right infront of me and fell to the ground.
"What the fuc-" was the last thing he said before I rapidly slung my knife into his face. No mercy was felt when I heard the blood gargle to his throat. I smirked before stomping into his head After retrieving my weapon, I turned around and saw her. She was still going, running. But so was a car.
"She's going to die."
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Kind of short but.. ya-kno, cliff hangers ftw.
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