「His Obsession」 (Micheal Myers X Reader)

Nearing The End.

9:30am, October 13th, 1964:

"Y/N, dear? I have to bring you to work with me today,  I can't find a babysitter.  I'm sorry baby," Your mother frowned and brushed a hair behind your ear.  You just smiled and shrugged.  "It's okay momma,  but..  Is there any kids there I can play with!" You looked up at her.  She just hesitantly shook her head and sighed,  bringing you to the car.  Your mother worked at Smith's Grove Sanitarium. Of course,  you being 8 years old didn't know what actually went on in that place, you were just told it was where sick kids go. 

9:42am:

Your mother and you got to her workplace and went to the main lobby.  "I need you to stay here baby,  I have to go check on a patient,  okay?" You nodded silently and sat down.  Moments later you heard a scream..  Your mothers scream.  You shot up and ran into the room she was in just to be greeted by security guards and doctors holding your mom and a..  little boy? You stared at him for a moment. "Who's that..? " You mumbled,  Dr.  Loomis looked at you and sighed.  "Micheal Myers. " He said dryly and walked into the room the boy was in,  crouching to his level, "You are no human,  child. " He sighed quietly to himself and stood up,  leaving. 

You looked over at your mom,  she had bloody scratch marks all over her arms.  What the heck? How did that even happen.  Well,  that was soon answered.  Sitting in front of the boy was a bloody pair of scissors. You shook a bit,  you weren't unsettled by the blood. It actually didn't bother you.  You just wondered how a little boy did that. You decided not to question further. 

9:52am:

You stayed in the room whilst everyone left,  you were curious about the boy. You looked at him and slowly closed the door,  you didn't want someone to see you talking to Micheal, you may get in trouble if you're caught. 

"H.. Hi! I'm Y/N! And Uh.. You're Micheal, right?" You smiled at him.  He tilted his head at your smile,  no one in this place ever gave him a genuine smile.  Well,  besides Y/N.

Micheal didn't respond.  He just stared at you. It made you feel uncomfortable. His stare felt heavy,  it almost hurt.  You wanted to leave,  but,  that'd be rude.  "Uhm.. What do you like to do for fun? I like to help my mom cook-! And draw but..  I'm not too good at it, " You giggled nervously. He stood still and kept staring at you for a long while before pointing at the mask he was working on,  and all of the others that were scattered around the room. You gave a confused glance and nodded softly, "Sooo.. Crafting? That's cool!!" you looked at your feet.  Once again,  you felt his stare.  "Would you..  Like to be friends?" You smiled brightly and looked back up at him,  making eye contact.  His eyes looked dead,  cold.  Emotionless.  It made you shiver,  you hated it. 

You immediately looked away and slowly sat down on his bed,  his eyes following you. "Was that a yes or a no for the friend thing-"You laughed uncomfortably. He turned to you and tilted his head.  You weren't sure what his answer was but..  Whatever it was,  it worked for you, you guess. 

10:02am:

Your mother walked in and grabbed you off the bed "Honey.  We have to go. " She sighed, annoyed.  You waved goodbye to your new friend.  You made eye contact again,  this time he looked angry.  And it made you feel a feeling you haven't felt in awhile.  Fear.

Your mother threw you into the car and looked at you,  "Never,  ever,  go into that boys room again,  he is very dangerous! " She nearly yelled,  you flinched and nodded.  How could he be that dangerous?  Surely not.  No way..  I mean,  he hurt your mom but..  He couldn't be that bad.. Could he?