B*tches with Stiches: Book One

21 Date Night

As I stood in front of the mirror applying my makeup all I kept playing in my mind was the fact that five kids were missing and today, 3, more that made the grand total of 8 people missing. Possibly 8 people that were eaten by my dead fellow followers or 8 people that were transformed by said zombies. It didn't scare me it horrified me, by the time we know it it's gonna just be Stanley and I with our parents having no clue to what they'll come home to. Except the fact that hey everyone in the whole state of Minnesota is a fucking zombie. I put on my lipstick; a deep purple along with my winged eyeliner Stanley is walking down the hall I could smell the weed coming off of him, "Someone's dressed up for something. Where you going?" He asks taking a stop in my doorway. "I have a date tonight with, Matt Gillian." Stanley takes another hit with his hands to his cheeks, "Oh my God! Matt Gillian?! That is so hot, I didn't think you had it in you! Who the hell is Matt Gillian?" I shrug, "Some guy at school. Not sure how this is gonna go honestly..." Stanley just chuckles, "Well while you're worried about your love life we have more pressing matters on our hands. Like I don't know... The freaking end of times!" I just sigh, "It's not the end of times, Stan! It's just a couple of zombies, you act like cats and dogs are living together, boys have switched genders... It's nothing outrageous." I head downstairs as Stanley follows, "Couple of zombies huh? What if we find out all 8 of those people are one of them? Then we have a major fucking problem! Like mom needs to find out that your fucking witchcraft..." That's when I stop dead in the kitchen and look him straight in the eyes, "My witchcraft!? Don't you mean I don't know... Our witchcraft?! You have just as much to do with this stupid shit as I do? Don't you dare just pin this on me! If you tell Mom anything about it being just 'my fault' I will tell her about your sexual escapade with your supposed girlfriend, I will tell her about the magic box and how you encouraged to help me by buying that stupid, old fucking book that caused this! I will especially tell about your dark gifts! Don't fucking test me, Winston! I mean it." Stanley just stands there eyes wide and frightened.

I wait for Matt outside cause he texted me saying he would pick me up in his new car. He makes it after fifteen minutes of me standing in the freezing cold and light rain, "Hey there you! You look amazing." I shrug not sure what to say but knowing I wanted another kiss, "Thanks; it's just something I threw together. So what are we doing?" Matt shrugs. "It depends do you want to get dinner first or movie?" I wasn't really sure I didn't really think about it either all I remember was we came to a stop at the diner and neither of us left the black mustang; instead we ended up kissing. After a few minutes of making out intensely I started to feel dizzy and not concussion dizzy but actual dizzy.

I could hear Matt talking to me I was aware he was beside me but could only make out certain things he was saying, "Are you ok, Moll's? I know I didn't wanna do this but you kinda left me with no choice... I had to do this, babe. I know, I know hardcore right?" Suddenly I get very sleepy almost as if it's impossible to keep my eyes open; that's when Matt pulls out a small box from near the glove box across from me and takes a tiny bit of powder out tossing it at my face. I sneeze and try not to smell it but it was so intoxicating, "What's that?" I mumble. "Nightshade, honey. Night, night." Matt says kissing my forehead.