Erotomaniac (Michael Myers x Reader)[Discontinued]

Lover

She was expecting a rom-com story

and it turns out She fucking got a slasher one.

(Y/n)

It was weird.

But, why?

Why does the guy's presence is so familiar? It's like I have felt it before, my heart also felt.

Pain, a very strange concept that I always feel. It hurts like something was stabbed inside of me, my breath hitches as I put my left hand where my heat was located. It hurts, I let out a small groan, I sat down at the side.

I felt weak.

Again.

Why?

It's like something was gonna happen tonight that would I would be dealing, I brush the strands of my hair looking at the sky. My hand reaches forward as the leaves started to fall down. I manage to catch one and I know it would be my last to caught a leave, I took my inhaler and breath in deeply and depress the canister. I saw a shadow loomed over me, My head looks up seeing the Fanboy again. My heart was pounding on my chest, my (e/c) meeting his-- I couldn't see his eyes because of the mask. 

He was holding buckwheat flowers on his hands and he was presenting it to me. My fingers shakily point myself. "M-me?" I stuttered, unable to speak with the offering. "Oh,  thanks." I manage to smile, as he hands the flowers to me. My eyes darted down on his hand that has small scratches. Maybe, because of the flowers?. The man didn't respond but keep staring at me. I acted like I didn't notice his staring.

"So, what with the Buckwheat flower?" I asked, hoping he would answer my question. The man didn't shift his gaze from me, he continued to stare at my small figure like I was a piece of meat by a hungry wolf.

Of course, I was met by his silent treatment and I needed to go back to the Strode's residence now. Maybe, Laurie is searching for me. I slowly stand up and dusts my ass to avoid the dirt on my cool butt. "Well, I'll be going now, Mr. Buckwheat." I waved my hands and was about to leave.

No,

He caught my wrist and in a blink of an eye. He wrapped his fingers into mine, I looked at him shocked and confused at the same time. I kept my eyes away, I know I felt a huge chill when he does that, cold sweat trickling down on my forehead. 'Calm down, (Y/n) you'll be fine. The guy is just friendly.' 

My breath becomes heavy, This time I met his eyes. 

A tear comes out from my eyes, I know those shades of color in my damn life. I backed away, stunned for this scenery to come. My mouth was slightly open,  it clicked.

Something clicked inside of me. That bastard--

"Lover." 

I pushed him away from myself, I felt like I was ten and a half again and he was just like the days he was a kid. But, before I could run away. Something was slammed into my head making me fall down at the cold hard floor.

"Oh dear, fuck."