i'm sure NONE of you saw this coming XD this is what you get this mother for my work. and currently working on a chapter 3, ch 2 will be up... soon.. i think...
THE NIGHT MARE BEFORE X-MISS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, ALL CHARATERS BELONG TO TIM BURTON AND ONLY ALEXANDRA BELONGS TO ME, THAT AND THE DESIGN FOR JACK"S HOUSE BUT THATS IT!!!!!!!!!
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Jack and Sally were to be together forever. Married in one week. Then the doctor found out. It didn't matter she was no use to him. She belonged to him. He made her. Jack was filled with sorrow.
That was...... until I came.....
Before I met the one called Jack, I lived in the normal world, with normal people who made fun of me calling me 'emo' 'goth' and 'weird'
that gets to you after a while....
I was dressed in my normal attire T-shirt and blue jeans, topped off with a dark jacket. I was going for a walk to see what I could see around town. It was begging to be fall my favorite time of year.
I fixed my black hair back into the low pony-tail it had been in before.
"Hay sweety...." I turned
"hey Dylan...." my boyfriend Dylan came from a back ally way. The sun was starting to set throwing his shadow over a wall.
"Hay, babe, do you think we could go watch the sun set tonight?"
"Sure..."I replied, half smiling. At first when Dylan Shipmen, one of the most popular guys at my school told me he liked me I thought it was a joke. I told him "Stuff it" and walked away. He kept asking me out until I finally said yes. If it was a joke he wouldn't be chasing after me right?
He rapped his arm around my waste and took me up to the hill infront of the cemetery. I was so lucky. Even know the Apercrobe whereing boy hated this place, he knew it was my favorite and wanted to take me here every chance he got. We sat down on the hill watching the sun go down.
The two of us looked so odd together. A black-clad freak with a expensively dressed hotty. I messed with my finger nails, something I did often. I looked over at Dylan, he looked deep in thought.
"Dylan... whats the matter?" I asked
"Babe... you love me right?"
"Hell yes." I answered no knowing where this was going.
"Will you have sex with me?"
"Dylan.... I-I..." I put my hands back and pulled myself away from him. "N-no... I... were to young..."
He got up on his knees and came closer. "Babe... don't you love me? Don't you want to start a family? What we have is real..."
I shook my head no "Dylan... I cant..."
"Fine then...." he looked down and his hand went to his back pocket. I figured he was going for his cell phone but he pulled something else out instead. A box razor.
"Dylan.. What are you doing with that?"
"Love hurts...." was all he said before digging the razor deep into my arm. I screamed. This is why he brought me out here... for the exact reason I like it here. There were no people around. No one could hear us if we did have sex and no one could hear me scream if he decided to go for plan B.
He pulled my shirt up, pulling the razor out, he made long deep cut along my ribs. He used his own body to hold mine down and used his free left hand to stop my punches.
"DYLAN!!!" I screamed
"Shut up Alex! This is what you get for not giving me what I want!"
"Dylan! Stop this isn't what love is about!" I threw a punch at his face witch he quickly blocked.
"Shut up you whore! I didn't love you, you freak!"
my eyes welled up. This is what I get for trusting him...
"What happens when they find my body out here!? Huh?"
He smirked and got off me. "I'll play the part or the grieving boyfriend, the last one to see her before she ran off after she asked me to have sex and I told her we should wait."
"No...." I layed on the ground bleeding heavily and panting.
"Yes my dear..." his smirk got bigger "and this razor? Im gonna throw it in the garbage dump under heaps of trash were no one will ever find it." Dylan didn't have a speck of blood on him. He walked away, leaving me to die. The sun was gone, set long ago during the attack. I rolled over on my stomach, I shut my eyes tight. I had to get up.
I forced my body up and ran into the forest that was near where me and my Ex were sitting. I swallowed hard but to no avail. I puked up a large amount of blood. I panted harder. I kept running until I finally had to stop. I fell over on my back. I looked around. I was in a ring of trees with holiday designs on them. What a festive place to die.
I closed my eyes. I couldn't make it....
*this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween*this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween*
Alex lay dying in a pool of her own blood, out cold, she sputtered sometimes and coughed up more blood. Dylan, the scared, miserable boy was now terrified, he's killed his girlfriend in an act of selfishness. He'd gotten rid of the razor like he's said and ran back home and into his room, locking the door.
Barking could be heard in the distance.
"Zero!"
His master called. The ghost dog floated over the young girl. His master was not far behind, seeing her he's immediately thought she was gone, but kneeling down, he felt a faint warmth.
The shadowy figure picked the girl up bridle style and carried her back to the tree he's come from.
*this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween*this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween* this is Halloween*
I awoke in a king sized bed, a canopy over it. The sheets and blanket, black silk. This couldn't be heaven, there was to much black. The walls were gray, the paint was starting to chip in places. A lone chair sat in the corner.
How could this be?
I was bleeding and I was going to die...
I felt around. My shirt was gone, it was replaced by bandages, ripped, torn and tattered with many holes in them, but they were soft to the touch....
The bandage shirt had no top, the bandages stopped almost up to the middle of my chest, leaving my shoulder uncovered. I got up to get my shirt but it was no where to be found in the under furnished bedroom.
The door creaked open. I looked its way. Nothing. I felt something tap my shoulder, I turned.
"Boo."
I screamed bloody murder at the tall skeleton standing before me. Complete with a suite and..... wait, a suite? Didn't skeletons usually just bum around in there birthday suites not fabric suites?
I fell back and scooted ageist the wall, staring up at the bleach white bones above me.
"D-do-don't hurt me..." I whispered.
He crouched down. "Don't worry little one. I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of saving you if I was going to hurt you after."
My eyes widened.
"So," he stood back up "what exactly are you? No features like any monster I've ever seen. And you don't have fangs so you cant be a vampire."
"I..I'm human..." I whispered.
"Human?" he asked "wonderful! I've never seen anything like you!"
"Oh...." I shook
"What is you name?" he leaned down, looking at me closer.
"Alexandra... Alex please..."
"Alex, do you like this room?" I looked around again. The same gray as before, a spider web here and there, frosted and cracked glass in the window.
"I-its alright..." I trailed off
"Its yours." he smiled
I looked at him confused. He was still smiling. He strained himself and walked out closing the door behind him, trapping me in. I got up and watched the door for a moment, wondering if he was coming back. I looked to the bed, there was a dress there, blood crimson red, sewn together with black thread, it like my bandages left my shoulders uncovered. Light ruffles decorated the skirt.
So.. Was I supposed to where that? Hell to the no. I don't do dresses.
I walked over to the window, I cleared some of the fog away and looked out. I had to be at least....3 stories up. Going out this way was not going to happen. I traced my finger over a broken part in the window. I looked up at a spider in one of the webs. It was rapping up a fly to eat later.
"Charlotte." A traditional spider name.
I looked over that the other two spider webs in the other corner.
"Bob and Jim."
Ok, all spiders named.... I picked up the dress on my bed and draped it over the chair, careful not to do anything to make it wrinkle. I made the bed I was sleeping in.
..........
Now what? I looked to the door.
What if creepy skeleton man was out there?
My stomach growled.
I sighed and opened the door. I looked down the halls. Nothing. I stepped out, I turned fully to the right. I could have swore I heard barking.
"Ruff!"
I spun around. A little white ghost dog with a red nose stood before me, his cute little tongue hanging out. He dropped a ball at my feet.
"Zero want to play ball with you."
I feel on my butt. Looking behind me I saw the skeleton man again. How does he keep doing that?
"Mr....."
"Skellington."
"Mr. Skellington I-"
"Please, call me Jack."
I huffed.
"Ok, jack. Whats going on here?"
"I found you while on a walk with Zero here, you were laying in your own blood dying so I brought you back here and fixed you up."
"And where is 'here'?"
"My house."
I slapped my hand to my face. "No, where is your house located?"
"In a cemetery, in Halloween town."
I gave him a look. "Ok...." I picked up the ball and threw it down the hall for the dog who floated after it. Jack held out his hand. I took it and he helped me up.
"Are you hungry?" he asked
I nodded.
"Good. Let us go eat then." he held out his arm for me to take. I layed my hand on it, he smiled and led me down the hall.
