Chapter 5 5

Chapter 5.

Michael's point of view.

I got up from the cold ground after falling from the balcony. Dr. Loomis shot me and made me fall. There was a burning pain in my chest and stomach area from my injuries and my left eye was stinging after my sister poked me in the eye with a hanger. I didn't think about them because I knew that they wouldn't kill me. After killing my sister's friends I finally got a chance to kill my sister but I was interrupted by that man who thought he could help me or keep me locked up forever. I wasn't going to let that happen when the voices wanted me to do things differently.

I made my way to the town where people were walking all around the town but then I head over to the Memorial Hospital after overhearing that my sister was sent there after my attack. That is a perfect place to kill her. I'm sure there are not too many people because of the holiday. After I kill my sister, I have to go and save Jessica fro that snake she calls her sister. I just hope that nothing happens to her while I'm gone. After getting inside the hospital because of that lazy guard, I make my way over to my sister's room. I had to kill a couple of people to get to her but I didn't feel remorse from their death. I finally find my sister again, who was cornered in one of the rooms inside the hospital. She was pleading me to stop with tears in her eyes, like she didn't sense who I was. Or didn't remember me. The voices were screaming at me, telling me to kill her and I was not going to let her get away this time. I was going to make them silent again, at least for a while. "W-why are you doing this?!" My sister screams at me as I start to approach her with the knife lifted up, ready to strike, to make the final blow that would end her life. Her tears streamed down her face as she attempts to get away from me, only to meet the cold wall behind her. I took the final few steps forward, making her cry even louder. I felt my heart beat faster and blood flow through my veins. I bring the knife down, making it slice through her flesh, the blood-curling scream filled the room, making the voices in my head go silent. I pull the knife out of her cold corpse, tilting my head to look at her one last time. I was going to remember this moment forever. I felt instantly better and the voices were silent once more, leaving me be in silence. I calm my breathing and turn away to leave. It was time for me to go back to Jessica. I put the bloody knife in my pocket and make my way out of the hospital as easily as I got there. There were police cars everywhere, looking for me and I had to walk through the wood and avoid the roads. I walk back over to my house, only to see that there were a huge crowd yelling in front of my house. They were breaking the windows of the house, which made my blood boil in anger. Why would they want to destroy my home? The voices started to whisper in my head again, making me frustrated. I needed to go back to Jessica to silence them again. I look over to Jessica's house at the end of the street.

Jessica's point of view

Sarah and I were enjoying the movie only to hear police sirens and yelling outside. I turn to look at the window confused but Sarah shot up from her seat like a rocket and runs to the window, looking down the street. "What's going on out there?" I ask her, but she only looks out side and ignores me. Sarah turns to look at me, her face was ghost white and eyes wide. I was starting to think something bad happened out there. I get up and to see for myself what was happening there, but Sarah put her hand on my shoulder. "Jessica it's nothing. I think it's time to go to sleep." I look at her like she had lost her mind. Was she seriously sending me to bed like our parents used to every Halloween? "Sarah, what's going on out there?" I try to look outside, only for her to push me towards the hallway. "Don't you have work tomorrow?" She says quickly while she pushes me away. I just turn to look at her angrily. "I don't have work tomorrow! Are you seriously sending me to bed? I'm 21 not six!" I yell at her. She has the nerve to tell me what to do even if I live in my own house. "Just do what I say! I'm older than you!" I huff angrily at her and make my way to the bathroom. I hear her sigh behind me but I ignored her. I need to take a shower to relax. I slam the door behind me. Why should I even listen to her? I take my clothes off and hop in the shower, not seeing the shadow looking at me from one of the closets. I close the shower curtain and let the warm water hit my skin. I enjoy the warm water running down my body and the sound of water hitting the tiles under the shower. I was washing my hair when I felt a hand on my back. I quickly turn around and almost fall from the slippery floor. I was the shampoo from my eyes and look around. I slightly open the shower curtain and look around the room but don't see anything. Was Sarah trying to scare me? But it would be super creepy if she was spying on me. "Sarah?" I wait for an answer but don't hear anything. I shake it off, close the shower curtain and finish showering.

I put the towel around me and get out the shower. I look around and in the closets but I don't find anything. I take another town and dry my hair on it making it look like a birds nest. I run a hairbrush through my hair so I wouldn't have any knots later. I look at the mirror to look at myself. Maybe I was losing my mind? I walk to the hall and put the towel to dry on top of the door. I look down the hall and see that Sarah was sitting on the couch looking at the TV. She had closed the curtains so I couldn't see outside and now seemed to be focused on the movie she continued without me. I shake my head and run up the stairs to change. I see Timmy sitting by my bedroom door and I pet his head. "Hi little one." I get inside and close the door for some privacy. I put on my black night gown and opened the bedroom door. Timmy was gone and I run down the stairs to go back in the living room. Sarah was not going to tell me what to do in my own home! I walk back to the living room and Sarah's eyes were glued on the TV while she ignored me. "I'm not going to bed yet. You are a guest in my house and I say what happens here." I say to her while standing at the hallway but Sarah didn't say anything. I look at her angrily. She was giving me the silent treatment like a child. "Sarah! I don't know what is going on with you today!" I feel anger boiling in me and I go over to the window to loo outside. In front of the abandoned house were a crowd and police cars. The scene looked somehow familiar to me. "Sarah, what's going on?" I ask her as more people gathered around the house. Sarah still wasn't answering and I turn to look at her only to have my heart stop. There was a knife in her neck on the window side and I could see it now. My legs grow week and I fall down on the floor. I feel my eyes water and only high-pitched whines leave my mouth. Timmy was sitting on the kitchen counter and looking at something in the hallway leading to the backdoor. I look at the hall way only to hear footsteps approaching the living room. I back in the corner of the room, making some distance between me and the hallway. I can feel my heart beat faster by the passing seconds and tears run down my cheeks. My vision was blurry but I can see that someone appeared at the doorway. I blink a couple of times to make the tears run down so I could see a little better my eyes land on a familiar mask looking back at me. It was a man who I walked into earlier. The mast had some blood on it and I feel terror fill my body, making my whole body shake. I tried to get up but my legs were numb from the fear. "W-who are y-you? W-what do you want?" I whisper to the shape and he started to walk over to me with light footsteps. I try to get up faster but I fa;; back down. I tried to scream but I could only whimper. I turn my head away from him, waiting for something bad to happen to me like what happened to my sister. My mind went to my parents who would have to bury two of their children in the cold earth. I started to shake more when he stood in front of me. I started to whimper from the closeness and try to hug the wall to get away from him. I wasn't ready to die, not like this. I could hear heavy breathing coming from behind the mask but I couldn't recognize if he was angry or not. I started to cry louder and close my eyes, waiting for the cruel cold death that was inevitable right now. I started to worry about Timmy. Will he kill him too or will he let him free? Toby didn't know how to live alone and I was scared for him.

I feel the man crouch down next to me and I turned away from him more and tried to go through the wall. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I twitched from his touch. I hold my breath and go still from fear. I feel his breath on my neck, his nose gently touching me which makes shivers run down my spine. He puts his arms around me and lifts me on his warm lap. He tightens his arms around me and I start to cry louder. He is going to suffocate me. I enjoy breathing air while I still can. Suddenly he gets up and I was dangling in hid arm. I tried to get my feet to touch the ground but he quickly lifted me in bridal style in his arms. His masked face was still looking at me when he made his way up the stairs. I wanted to try to get away from his arms but I was afraid that he would kill me right then and there if I did do I had to wait for a perfect chance to break free from his arms. I looked away from, tears still running down my cheeks as he made his way up the stairs. I could see that Timmy was following us but he didn't seem to mind that this stranger was carrying me around while probably finding the perfect spot to put me out of my misery. The man took me to my bedroom and put me on my bed and then he just tilted his head to look at me again. I look at him and back away from him a little. He starts to unzip the overalls, sending me into a panic. He wasn't going to do that, right? "P-please don't d-do it." I whisper to him as he ties up the sleeves around his hips. His black shirt had bloody holes in it. He has been shot but he was still walking like nothing had happened to him. He gets on the bed with me and before I could get away from him, he brings his arms around me again and makes me lay down in his arms. His hold was tight and warm. I feel him breathing down my neck as we lay there. I try to get up but his arms tighten around me, making me hold my breath. My eyes land on Timmy who was sitting at the doorway, looking at us silently. I hear the man's breathing slow down and think that he was sleeping behind me. I slowly turn my head to look at him. The pale mask was looking back at me but I couldn't see inside the eyes of the mask, because of the darkness surrounding us. Maybe he wasn't going to kill me after all? Maybe he wanted just to sleep with someone? I try to close my eyes but Sarah's dead eyes looking back at me everytime I closed them. I quickly open my eyes and finally realizing that my sister was really dead. And I was now sleeping next to his murderer. New tears make their way into my eyes and I try not to cry so the man wouldn't get angry at me. I put my other hand against my mouth to muffle my whimpers. Some sobs make their way out of my mouth and I turn my face against the pillow. I feel that he shifts behind me and I go still so he wouldn't get angry with me. I feel him getting closer to me, making my heartbeat rise again. His other hand came to my cheek and he started to pet my cheek. His tough was warm and almost comforting but I was still scared of him. There was a murderer laying behind me and he could kill me anytime he wanted. After what felt like hours, I got tired from fear and my eyelids were too heavy to keep open any more.

Michael's Point of View.

I sneak into Jessica's house and hear that her sister was bossing her around. I look at them from the hallway and see that the cat saw me. It makes its way towards me and pushes its body against my leg. It was purring and looking at me. I look inside one of the doors in the hallway and see that it was a bathroom. I walk inside the room, closing the door quietly behind me. There were huge closets which gave me a good hiding place. I hear footsteps coming closer and I get inside one of the closets. Jessica gets inside, slamming the door behind her and she seems to be angry at her brother. Jessica undresses and gets in the shower closing the shower curtain after her. She has grown to be a beautiful woman from that little girl, who was my best friend. I step out of the closet when she gets in the shower, closing the shower curtain behind her. I walk closer to the shower, peeking through the opening of the curtain. The warm water was making her skin sparkle under the light of the room. She seemed to be relaxed under the water. When she was washing her hair I reached out my hand and quickly touched her back. She seemed to jump at my touch so I stand next to the shower, hiding behind the curtain. Jessica peaks out from the shower curtain but thankfully she doesn't look at me. She closes the curtain again and it was my time to take care of her sister. I leave Jessica in the bathroom and walk down the hall only to see that she was sitting on the couch, looking very displeased. I sneak behind him, hearing the voices whisper something in my head and I pierce his neck with the knife. She gasps while blood starts pouring down from her wound. She puts her hand on the knife and turns to look at me. His eyes were full of terror as he tries to say something to me but he couldn't say anything. I let go of the knife, leaving it sticking out of his neck and walk over to the windows. I close the curtains and turn back to look at her, she tried to get up but fall back down on the couch. She breaths her last breath and her arms flop down next to her. The knife In her neck keeps her head almost straight. I hear the shower stop and make my way to another hallway. I hear Jessica come out of the bathroom and I hear her go up the stairs. I look around the hallway, looking at all the Halloween decorations, she still liked Halloween. I hope that she would recognize me even if her old family tried to make her forget.

Jessica appears in the living room wearing a pretty night gown. She looked amazing eve when she was angry at someone. She walks away from my view still talking to her sister. I knew she would see the knife from that side but when she was younger she would freeze when she was scared or shocked and I believe that she would still do that after all these years. I hear her hit the floor and her cat jumped on the kitchen counter to look at me. I knew it was my time to show myself to her again. I walk to the doorway and see that she was siting on the floor, tears running down her face, Her blue eyes landed on me and I can see the terror in her eyes. "W-who are y-you? W-what do you want?" She whispered as I start to walk towards her. She turned away from me when I stopped in front of her. She always looked cute when she was sad but now she was even cuter that before. I crouch down next to her and put my hand on her shoulder. Her skin was soft and warm. I lean into her, resting my masked nose against her nose. Her own scent filled my lungs and I was making sure that I would always remember her scent. I wrap my arms around her and I bring her to my lap. Her body against mine gave me comfort. All these years without seeing her or touching her made me insane. I finally get to have her intoxicating touch again, the touch I have yearned for fifteen years. She was finally mine again. I hug her tighter and then get up, lifting her in my arms. I look at her teary eyes, which are wide and scared. She didn't try to get away from me and that's a good thing. I get up the stairs, sensing the cat was following us around. I get in her bedroom and put her down on the bed. She looked at me and backs away from me. I unzip my overalls, letting my wounds breathe better and cooling down my feverish skin. "P-please don't d-do it." she whispers as I tie up the sleeves around my hips tightly. I ignore her and quickly look over the gun wounds which were already healing. I get on the bed with her, laying down with her in my arms. She tries to get up from my arms but I tighten my hold on her. I wanted her to be right there. I close my eyes and try to get some sleep. The voices were quiet, giving me a perfect opportunity to get some rest. If I want my wounds to heal, I have to get some rest. I was listening to her breathing until it quickens and they turn into sobs. She was sad now. She was shaking from her sobs. I get closer to her and lift my hand on her cheek and I pet her cheek gently. I remember doing it to her when we were younger. It always calmed her down. After some time she finally fell asleep in my arms. I feel a small smile make its way on my lips. I sit up to look at her, she was peacefully sleeping next to me, tears dried on her face. I get up from the bed slowly, as not to disturb her sleep. I need to get rind of her sister's body before I could sleep. I walk out of the room silently and get downstairs. Her sisters corpse was still sitting on the couch. I walk over to her and life her body over my shoulder and walked out of the house. I walk in the middle of the forest behind her house. I look around the forest, seeing that there was a path going through the forest. I leave the body next to an old tree. I could take days before she's found and it gives me enough time to make Jessica remember me and decide what to do next. I take the knife out of her neck and start heading back to the house. I see a house which had some roses in the garden. They seemed to be dying because of the cold wind. But they looked pretty still. I walk over to them and cut fifteen almost frozen roses with the bloody knife. Their thorns were piercing my skin, making my hands bleed a little. I don't mind the pain if it was for Jessica. I get up and walk back to the forest to avoid some police cars which were patrolling the area, looking for me. I walk inside the house, letting the warm air kiss my skin. The cat was sitting on the kitchen counter again, its eyes piercing through me, looking at me curiously. I walk over to it, reaching my hand out for it. I looks at my hand, taking in my smell and thinking over if I was friend or foe. Its nose touched my fingers but then it pushes its head against my hand, purring happily. I pet the cat's head, enjoying its soft fur under my fingertips.

I leave the cat and look over the cabinets to look for something to put the flowers in. I remember when dad brought mom flowers, she would always out them in a vase and put the vase on the dining table. I found a jug and decide that it's good enough for the roses. I add some water inside the jug and put the roses in it. The cat jumps on the table and smells the frozen roses. I pet the cat's head one more time and head back upstairs to Jessica.

When I enter the bedroom, Jessica had changed her position while I was gone but she was still sleeping. She was laying on her back, her chest raising evenly. I take a blanket from an armchair, so I get it and put it on her. I didn't want her to be cold. I wrap my arms around her, resting my head on top of hers. Her breathing tickles my neck, making a smile appear on my face. Her scent making its way back into my lungs, making my head almost pin. It was like a drug to me. It was immediately calming me down, making me fall asleep faster than any of the drugs they gave me at the hospital. Jessica was my world and I was going to do whatever it takes to keep her in my arms.