Michael Myers Imagines

The sleepover

"You know, they say the boogie man escaped. That he's returned to Haddonfield on this very night... to kill" Franky one of your best friends said as he dug into the bowl of popcorn.

Carly your other bestie rolled her eyes and through a piece of candy at him. "Oh shut up, he's locked up there's no way he's back."

The three of you sat on the couch with a butt load of candy and popcorn watching horror movies and telling tales of 1963. A six year old boy murdered his sister in cold blood and was sent to Smith Groves Sanitarium. Meanwhile Your parents were out on the town for a date.

"And just where did you hear that he was back?" You ask trying not to sound worried.

"Lonnie. He not only heard people talking about it but ran into him too" Franky said as he opened the candy that was thrown at him.

"What!? No way" Carly shook her head in disbelief.

"W-what if it's true?"

"Y/n, this is Lonnie we are talking about, he's always messing with other kids. He's a downright asshole" Carly reminded you.

Still feeling weary you decided to let it go. "Can we talk about something else?"

"Oh like Ben Tramor?" Franky wiggled his eyebrows and you grabbed a pillow and chucked it at him. Your cheeks turning rosy.

"Ooo yes we have to talk about that" the redheaded vixen grinned.

"Can we not" You glared at the two.

Before they could say anything else a clap of thunder had y'all jumping out of your skins. "Cheez itz Christ" Frank clutched his chest where his heart was now rapidly beating.

You and Carly burst out laughing at his phrase and how startled you all were. Franky joined in before announcing he had to take a piss. The boy had no filter and didn't care what he said around us.

Carly looked back at you expectantly. Of course she still wanted to discuss Ben. The crush of your dreams. "Carly..." you groaned.

"Come on, the sooner you ask him out the better" she places her arm on the back of the couch and turns her body toward you.

"N-no I couldn't do it. That's more your thing"

She just rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I'll call him right now" she got up and you snatched her wrist firmly.

"Carly!" You couldn't help but laugh nervously.

"What it'll be easier won't it? You just let me do the talking a—" she's interrupted by a bolt of lightning followed by thunder.

The lights went out. Franky screamed fuck and you both giggled. Saved by the storm you thought. You release her hand and Carly huffed as she realized the phones wouldn't work. There was another yell from upstairs. It was muffled and then it went quiet.

You both looked at each other concerned. The first thought that came to your mind was a prank, but it was soon consumed by the boogie man. You shot up from the couch and grabbed a knife from the kitchen.

The red head gawked at you strangely. "Is that necessary?"

"If it's who or what I think it is.. maybe" You replied moving passed her toward the staircase. She followed close behind with the only light being the occasional flash of lightning.
As the two neared the top of the stairs you pause to look down the hallway where the bathroom was. "Franky?" Carly calls out. No answer.

You both enter the hallway cautiously. The floorboards creak the closer y'all got to the bathroom. When you reached the door it was half open. A shiver ran down your spine. You place a hand on the door and push it open only to find an empty room.