Love, Michael {Reworking Process}

|Chapter 5|

15 years later
5. Days before Halloween

"Hey uhm Ben, could you pass over the Halloween decoration?" I asked as I decorated the front door.

"Sure can Hon'." He said smiling and gave me the box.

"Thank you." I said and gave him a quick kiss.

"That wasn't a nice kiss, was it?" He said humming and hugged me from behind. I rolled my eyes and turned to him so that I was facing him. I shook my head smiling and gave him a longer kiss this time. He smiled into the kiss and cupped my cheeks in his hands.
He pulled away and I got lost yet again in his blue eyes.

"I love you forever my dear." He said smiling and gave me a quick kiss again before he jogged into our house again to decorate our living room.
I watched him leave, the smile faded away and I began to concentrate on decorating.

Somehow my life seemed picture perfect in the moment and it all felt so unreal. I don't know why I'm thinking this way, my mother always told me to be happy in my life. Get married. Have some kids. A nice job. A nice little house in a friendly neighbourhood....and it all happened.

I moved out of haddonfield, illinois. I couldn't stay their since...well since of what happened in my childhood. I decided to leave it all behind, all the bad memories and my old friends. Sure I visite them often but it isn't the same anymore. Since I didn't want to live to far away from my family I decided to buy a nice house in Cherry Hill, it was an hour with the car to visite my parents and I thought that was just perfect.

There I met my lovely boyfriend Ben Thomsen, he was really sweet and charming like he is now and I just couldn't say no to him.

I knew I had to leave the past behind, that's why I let all of these big changes happening in my life and it was a really really big step for me and my future. I somehow couldn't forget about the events though, what happend on that day was just terrifying. I couldn't forget Michael too, and even now I'm thinking about him. Crazy , right? Now I'm talking to myself.

A little tap on my shoulder was the same up call to the reality and I turned around. A little kid with a clown mask stared up at me, in his hands was a little stuffed bag and a pumpkin on it.
I smiled and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Can I help you?" I asked nicely as I got down on his level .

"Trick or treat." He said and held his bag up.

"I'm sorry kiddo, but isn't it a little early to go trick or treating? I mean...Halloween is in 5 days." I said laughing but grew uncomfortable as he kept staring at me.

"Trick or Treat." He repeated and still held the bag up.

"Sorry to tell you this, but I don't have any Candy here..." I said and rubbed my arm nervously. The boy remains silent and lowered his bag.

"Trick. Or. Treat." He said as his fists began to clench and the stuffed bag yet again was held up.

"Listen, I don't have anything to give you. I didn't buy anything yet. I'm sorry." I said and stood up. The boy lifted his mask up and my slowl breathing began to stop for a second. This little boy looked just like Michael.
He smiles up to me and slowly walked backwards.

"The boogeyman is coming for you, in fact....he's here." The boy said laughing and pointed at someone who stood behind me.
I gulped and nervously laughed. I didn't know what to do in this kind of situation.

I slowly turned my head and began immediately to scream as a tall man stood right behind me. He wore the same white mask form Michael as he murdered his sister and in his hand was a little knife that already had blood on it. He put his hand around my waist and positioned the knife against my throat. The cold blood was dripping down my throat into my shirt. The man began to chuckle a rather raspy and dark laugh and his arm got even tighter around me.

"Ahhh....finally." He said and the knife was now cutting a little my throat.
The little boy began to laugh maniacally and pointed at me.
My eyes began to water and my knees were weak like jello.

"YOU don't know how looooong I've waited for this to happen."

"BEN!" I screamed and cried in the process but the bloody man chuckles again.

"I'm afraid your little friend is sleeping for a long time, he won't get in our way. Not anymore. You....are finally mine." And with that he stapped me in my belly and wrote his name on it.

Michael Myers's girl

It said as more blood dripped down my body and I nearly began to pass out from the blood loss.
My worst nightmare had come true, I let this maniac get to me and I couldn't even do anything.

"NO! HELP!" I screamed and struggled.

"HELP! HEEEEEELP!"

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"NO!" I screamed as I sprung up from my bed.
My heart was beating rapidly and little sweat tears were forming on my forehead. My breath was faster than ever, I thought that I was going to die.
My hand wandered up to my forehead, it was burning like hell.
I gulped and slowly got up. My boyfriend was still sleeping, probably didn't hear me.

I walked to the balcony, the cold weather was kissing my warm skin, that's what I needed. That nightmare I had was so real, so real that I was scared of my life. My eyes scanned the old road, the flashbacks hit my brain so hard. I remember it all. It was never as worse as it was now.
Somehow I had a bad feeling, I'm not sure why, but I knew that this year something would happen. Something bad.