- ➴ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍- 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒.

《 21. M I N E. 》

The final chapter.

    

     To that young woman, the next couple of intense minutes passed by like a blur. Michael had been going too far. There were times where he almost killed Laurie and all she could do was watch. She tried to stop him, but he was quick to know what her motive was. Her attempts to stop him weren't really enough to buy her time to escape that damn horror house and look for help.

In this situation, she felt completely useless.

Her long black socks covered most of the cuts and bruises on her legs. Her dark shorts are coated in dirt and her long, dirty white T-shirt had a few holes and dried blood.

She was a mess and she felt extremely weak now since she'd been forcefully pushed to the side various times. Her backaches are killing her.

(Y/N) stops for a brief second, trying to catch her breath. Getting Michael to stop had become a difficult task. He seemed more aggressive as time passed by.

He stepped out of where he was looking for her and finally found Laurie near Loomis's body, her whole body was covered in dirt and her face was wet from all the tears.

(Y/N)'s body froze.

Laurie stood up and hid once more, but this time, Michael knew where she was. As he was about to get her, a hand tried to stop him. It was Loomis, though it was easy for Michael to escape his weak grip. He just went on to get his sister.

The ceiling creaked, meaning someone was there.

The young woman went to Michael, begging him to quit doing what he is doing and just take her away, but he didn't answer her request.

He instead, grabbed a wooden stick. A LARGE wooden stick. Her (E/C) eyes widened in shock. The next thing Michael did was the most dangerous thing she ever witnessed. That could kill Laurie!

She gasped, grabbing his arm as tightly as she could, but that only ended in another violent shove. Her back hits the torn-down wall, almost breaking the old wood.

The girl cried out in pain. It was a loud cry, which got Michael's attention. He finally noticed how fucked up her fragile body was. All those cuts and bruises that covered it. He'd done it, but he didn't want to care.

Michael took his eyes off of her and focused on his task. His younger sister had been constantly squealing in fear as she made her way to another hiding spot. He rammed the wooden stick upwards, some dust and debris falling onto (Y/N)'s body. Michael growled in annoyance. He wanted his sister to give up already, but she was too afraid of him.

She wanted to survive.

Laurie screamed as the masked male had almost struck her multiple times. (Y/N) got up, her legs are almost giving up on her, but she needed to save Laurie. It was like the old man said.

It's not Laurie's fault.

If there was someone in this world that failed him...it had to be her.

She didn't bother to try and contact him back when she was a kid. If she did keep contact, then this would not have happened.

Everything could have been avoided.

There would have been no need for all those death he committed earlier.