Trick Or Treat || Michael Myers X Reader

Chapter Nineteen

"Do you think something is wrong?" I asked Laurie, the both of us beginning to cross the empty street.

Laurie shrugged, "They might just be messing around with me, but I just wanna check on them. Make sure everything is fine, you know?" The teenager explained, turning her head a bit so she could look at me.

I nodded slowly, not that I completely understood. "I'm sure they're fine. Teenagers will be teenagers!" I exclaimed jokingly, throwing my arms into the air in an attempt to calm Laurie's nerves.

The girl smirked and looked down at the ground as we walked, her eyes focused on the movement of her feet.

I sighed quietly and sped up slightly, walking a few feet ahead of her. Just in case something was wrong, I didn't want anyone that wasn't me hurting Laurie.

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Finally, we neared the house in question and made our way to the front door. I glanced back at Laurie as she caught up with me. She took a step forward and placed her knuckles against the wood before knocking gently, "Annie? Lynda? You here?" She called into the house.

After a moment of waiting the two of us made eye contact, and it was clear to me that Laurie was growing more and more worried by the second.

I held up my hand and gestured for Laurie to step back, so she did as instructed, leaving me to grab the door knob and push the door open. I wasn't expecting it to be unlocked, and from my views, Laurie didn't either.

The blond rushed inside and looked around the empty entry way, she peered into the living room, frowning when she realized all the lights were off.

I swallowed hard and proceeded to follow Laurie in her search for her friends. I looked around the kitchen, only to find nothing. The room was completely normal, other than some untouched beer cans set on the counter.

I jumped a bit when I heard the creaking of wood above me, "Laurie? Is that you?" I called up, sighing in relief when the blond responded with an: "i'm upstairs! Don't worry!"

I ran my fingers anxiously through my hair and made my way to the living room, studying each individual decoration and cushion on the couch whilst Laurie looked around upstairs.

The small pillows lay strewn across the floor and on the couch, signifying that something had gone on there.
I winced at the thought before spinning around when a loud scream sounded from upstairs.

My heart sank.

"Laurie?!" I shouted, looking around frantically before I heard the teenager scream again.

I quickly hurried to the hallway where the stairs were, only to scream myself when the blond came hurdling down to the first floor.

"Holy shit!" I blurted, quickly dropping to the ground and helping the crying Laurie up. She looked up the stairs and let out a cry of fright.

"Y/n! Y/n, they're dead!- They're dead, we need to run!" She shouted, leaning on me as her legs adjusted to the ground once again before hurrying to the kitchen, a limp now accompanying her movements.

"What? What happened?!" I asked in a panic, not bothering to look at the stairs, but I could hear footsteps against the steps, which made my heart thump against my chest.

I followed Laurie into the kitchen and slammed the door shut, shoving a kitchen chair in front of it to barricade ourselves in, and barricade the intruder out. During this process, Laurie had slammed herself into the backdoor, which was made of glass. She frantically wiggled the doorknob, but failed to push the door open. "It's locked!" She screamed.