Trick Or Treat || Michael Myers X Reader

Chapter Seventeen

I could hear the faint sound of ringing.

It was quiet, but incredibly annoying.

...

I forced my eyes open and sat up, "The phone!" I exclaimed in shock and hurried to stand up and rush out of my room.

Upon making my way to the kitchen I picked up the phone and held it to my ear, hoping I had picked up before the call classified as missed.

"Y/n? You there?" A voice asked from the other side of the line. Laurie.

"I'm here, hi Laurie." I greeted, raising my hand and rubbing my eyes, careful not to ruin the makeup I had applied earlier in the day.

"What took you so long to answer?" She asked, clearly a tad bit concerned for me. I smiled softly at her sweetness before shaking my head and resting my elbow against the counter, "I was taking a nap. Ha, the phone managed to wake me up just in the nick of time!" I summarized, sticking my tongue out of my mouth and biting down on it lightly.

Laurie let out a soft giggle before responding happily, "Okay, well i'm off of school now and i'm about to get a ride from Annie to the Doyle's house to babysit. So I figured i'd let you know so that by the time you get there i'll probably be there to let you in." She explained.

I nodded slowly, taking in her information before furrowing my brows in confusion.

"What time is it?" I questioned, glancing around the kitchen.

"Like- six in the afternoon?" She summed up with a small laugh, waiting for my answer.

I blinked quickly, "Shoot! I practically slept through the whole day!" I exclaimed and face palmed, feeling ashamed and embarrassed by my ability to sleep for so long and so often.

Laurie burst into a fit of laughter, "You're hilarious!-" she blurted but paused a moment later, I could hear a faint 'oh!' From the other line before Laurie began to speak again.

"Looks like Annie's outside! Gotta go! I'll see you soon!" She informed with joy, causing me to smile again.

"Alrighty! See you soon..." I murmured, looking down at the ground and pursing my lips together.

Eventually, we both hung up the phones, leaving the kitchen in a deathly silence.

"Tonight..." I nodded to myself, attempting to assure myself everything would turn out alright.

And with that, I hurried to the bathroom at the top of the stairs and touched up my makeup and my hair before examining my outfit once again.

I put my black flats back on and dusted off the tights that accompanied them, finally I smoothed down my dress and made my way to my room to retrieve my mask.

I picked it up and placed it on top of my head, the straps keeping it stable.

With a tired sigh I picked up the knife that I had left in my room and picked up my small purse that I had snatched from Mrs. Olif's room before shoving the knife inside the conceal it. Finally, I returned downstairs to grab the paper with the Doyle's address on it.

The murder scene.

I inhaled sharply and breathed out slowly, now wandering to the front door to leave.