The Shape from past

Chapter 26

Michael's POV

I tilt my head as I look at (Y/n). She seemed to be... happy? After she yelled at her mother she changed to little happier. It felt weird that she would yell at them like that but now she was fully on my side. So maybe this wouldn't be so bad. She was cooking something for me while I was stilling on the couch with the cats. (Y/n) was humming happily which made the voices go silent in my mind. It calmed me down.

"Michael, would you like to have something for dessert?" She looks at me from the kitchen which made me nod. Of course I would want to have something sweet after dinner. She knew how to cook which was good for me since if I couldn't get meals that she cooked, I would usually steal food or eat something raw. But even those were better than anything they gave me in the hospital. Especially when I didn't eat, they would just force food down my throat. Those times I really wished that I could have killed them but I had to be patience.

"That's good to hear! Would you like to have some strawberry cake?" I think for a moment but then nod. I don't know when I last had that cake. "Okay! I'll call you over when the food is ready." Her voice was like music to my ears. For once I could feel like I was normal and not a predator that would kill anything that comes in my way. Of course I loved to kill people. I loved the look they gave me when they died but I loved her more than that. But of course I'm not going to tell her that. She didn't need to know about that.

I look at the TV which had some cartoons on it. I liked to watch them since I couldn't see them in the hospital. Sure there was a TV but other patients would usually break it before I had a chance to watch it. I didn't care much about it but now that I could watch whatever I wanted, I think it was worth it. I felt safe around her even if I know that it shouldn't be like that. I should be back at my own house with her but it wasn't good for her.

I change the channels to find something else to watch but then I see my little sister's image on the screen. I tilt my head in confusion while the voices were screaming in my head. The loud sounds cause me to have an agonizing headache. My breathing becomes more rapid than before which made my blood rush through my veins and fill my bloodlust. I tighten my hands into fists when I look at my sister's image on the screen.

"... One victim miraculously survived last Halloweens events. She was thought to be dead but pulled though when doctors refused to give up on her..."

YOU FAILED! YOU FAILED MICHAEL! YOU NEED TO KILL HER! KILL HER BEFORE SHE GETS AWAY!

I stand up and walk to the TV. I felt the rage in my veins which almost made me go blind. I killed her already! How did she survive?! Why would they only speak about it now?! Dr. Loomis hasn't said anything about that to (Y/n)! "Michael? Is everything alright?" (Y/n) looks at me which makes my head snap towards her. She seems to be worried about my change in behavior. But I needed to kill my sister as soon as I could.

I walk over to her and stand right in front of her. A scared look forms on her face as she looks at me. I know that I may seem to be scary right now but at this point she should know that I wasn't going to kill her. I lift my hands to her cheeks and give her some few gently rubs there. She seems to be confused but a blush forms on her cheeks. I lean towards her and let the mask's lips touch hers.

The contact is warm even if we have the mask between our lips. She pulls away with a little worried look on her face. She lifts her hand and presses it against my cheek. The voices go silent for a moment because of her soft touch. "Are you okay? Do you want some medicine?" I shake my head and only let her touch me. I needed it to calm the voices even just for a moment. Now that they were disappointed at me, they wouldn't stop yelling at me.