A/N: Thanks for the Reviews! Keep it up! and after this chapter comes Lynn's moment of truth. Will she live or will I kill her? maybey your reviews will influence me to do the opposite of the plot... *grins evilly*
I felt my heartbeat accelerate rapidly, Michael was alive, and he was coming back. I smiled, remembering he'd probably come to his old house, I called a cab back to Haddonfield and it took me to Michael's house. I saw a figure in front of the window; I rushed in and hugged them, only to be given a strange look from the person, whim was sadly only Andromeda.
"It's good to see you too?" he said nervously before inquiring about the disappointment shown in my eyes.
"Michael's alive!" I exclaimed happily, but Andromeda glowered at me disapprovingly.
"Lynn," he sighed, giving that older brother tone he always uses with me. "I know this must be hard for you, but I never thought you would go to such extremes as denying it when you saw his dead body."
"Explain this then." I pulled out the paper and pointed smugly to the headline. Andromeda's eyes widened and his mouth fell open into an O shape "Oh, and your brother Chris says hi,"
"But-we-he-I-you," he stammered before calling for Kari, who seemed mesmerized by something outside the window, Andromeda slid to her side, his face illuminated by red and blue lights outside. "Police, dozens of them," he said, turning his attention back to me. "I think they're after you, Lynn, go hide somewhere and I'll handle them." I nodded as I rushed up the stairs and pulled down the door and climbed up the ladder into the attic, which was quite creepy, since nobody had been in it in fifteen and a half years. I shuddered as a spider crawled past me; I never liked spiders. I found a small hole and realized I could hear everything going on downstairs if I leaned down close enough. I could also peer through the hole and watch. I saw a cop enter the house, "Can I help you officer?" asked Andromeda.
"Yes, have you seen either of these two people?" said the officer, I imagined him holding up two pictures/sketches, one of me and one of a masked version of Michael.
"I know the girl, but I haven't seen her since she left Smiths Grove sanitarium almost a year ago, I was released seven months later. I can't tell you if I know the guy or not, he'd have to take off the mask," Andromeda lied.
"The man is Michael Myers if that helps, seeing as you recognized the Brenson girl that he was so attached to." I heard Andromeda hum in mock thought, as if he were trying to remember something.
"Uh, I haven't seen Michael since I left, thank goodness. After Lynn left, he got even weirder—I mean, he never said anything before but still, afterward, he wouldn't even move," he lied again, well, the thing about Michael not even moving after I left was actually true, Michael had told me right after we had slept together after he broke out of Smith's grove.
"Alright, but if you see anything, call the station,"
"I will sir," Andromeda lied. We stood still there for about twenty minutes, making sure that nobody would come in, then when we were sure more cops wouldn't come in, and then Andromeda called me down.
Kari had turned on the TV to see if there was any news about my escape, so we'd know how long I'd have to lay low. 'I'm here at the Haddonfield police station where I have heard breaking news that the escaped Mental patient turned killer Michael Myers is reported to be in Haddonfield at this very hour, police are taking safe procedures and are spreading patrol men on every block, In other news, another patient of Smith's Grove sanitarium has reportedly escaped. Be on the look out for Lynn Brenson. She is said to be about five-foot four and is about 102 pounds she is a brunette girl of about nineteen to twenty. She was placed back in Smith's Grove after reportedly trying to kill Laurie Strode a few weeks after the supposed death of her assumed lover Michael Myers. Until further update, I'm Diane Weston with the Haddonfield news, back to you Ted'
After the ending of that report, Kari shut off the TV as I felt myself bouncing with excitement like a little kid going to Disney Land. "Calm down Lynn, Michael will show up sooner or later," she said.
"I know! But he's in Haddonfield!" I said, my eager bouncing still intact.
"Lynn, Haddonfield is a big town, he may not show up until the morning, with all these cops, it could be a few days," she protested. I felt myself become still. I jutted out my lower lip in a childish pout that had Andromeda snickering.
"Aren't you a little old for that?" he asked, holding back a laugh.
"Whatever," I scoffed. "I'm going to go take a shower." I climbed the stairs with an odd spring in my step that had not been there for a long time. Once in the out-dated shower, I let the hot water run over me, a few month's worth of tension began to roll off with the little drops, I heard the sound of a window being shut; funny, I didn't remember it being open in the first place. I shrugged and began to work the Freesia-scented shampoo through my hair, as I rinsed it out, I swore I had seen the shadow of someone standing in the bathroom, but I could hear Andromeda and Kari downstairs, and most people would be too afraid of the whole "Michael Myers the escaped killer" thing to be pulling any stupid jokes.
So, why did I have the feeling I wasn't alone? If someone really was in here, why wasn't I afraid? Just then, an arm snaked in and immediately grabbed at my bare stomach, I screamed at the quick grab, I turned to see none other than my true love staring back at me.
He then climbed fully clothed into the shower and wrapped his strong arms around me as his lips brushed over every inch of my skin. I groaned in delight and turned the water off blindly with my left hand as the rest of my body stayed clung to Michael, soon we tripped and toppled onto the floor, but we didn't get back up. I felt him on top of me as he slowly leaned down to whisper in my ear "I missed you,"
"I missed you more," I murmured, but there was something in his eyes, as if he was burning, but at the same time covering it. "Is something wrong?" I asked.
"I—um, I just missed you so much, the depression almost killed me," I could feel the sincerity behind his words, and then Andromeda bolted in. I screamed, Michael tightened his grip around me. 'Sorry' andromeda mouthed before taking off. Michael handed me a towel, afraid that I would catch cold. I wrapped it around myself before nestling in close to his chest.
After that, we sat on the bathroom floor and talked and kissed for hours, I felt myself dosing off, I felt Michael lift me up into his strong arms and carry me into the bedroom while I fought off unconsciousness. I watched with blurred vision as he pulled his shirt off revealing his perfectly chiseled chest before he climbed in under the blankets and put his arms around me, pulling me as close as possible. He was so warm, I was asleep within minutes.
Michael's POV
When I returned to my old house, I saw the bathroom light on, I peered in the window to see Andromeda and Kari on the couch, that could only mean one thing, a very happy Michael. I climbed the tree outside the upstairs bathroom window, pried it open, and climbed in. Lynn was in the shower, I playfully reached my hand in and placed it on her waist, and I heard her scream as she whipped around and smiled as her eyes met mine.
I pulled her into a long, passionate kiss, she returned with the same amount of passion. But, when Lynn finally pulled away, I felt the familiar burn in my mind followed by the voice, the voice of the curse. This will end if you prove you determination to stop the curse. Kill her Michael, kill Lynn, prove you're worthy. If you resist, this will remain. Don't fight it Michael, kill her!
"Is something wrong?" she asked. Her love for me was as strong as ever, I had to make a decision, be selfish and stay with her until I killed her, or do what would kill me, break her heart and prey she would move on. I lied and said everything was fine; but the pressure was killing me I would need to sleep on it.
Before Lynn awoke, I slipped out of the room to think in solitude. I noticed how the burning pain had become worse faster than any of my other burns did. I would have to leave soon, as soon as possible. "Michael?" she whispered hoarsely, her voice full of innocence. The pain worsened. Just when I thought my dreaded curse could not bother me anymore than it has been already, the inevitable happened. "Michael, it will all end if you just kill her instead. You don't need to go after Laurie, the rage will vanish. Just kill the girl," the voice of the beast within me whispered. I covered my ears. I would never allow that to happen to my girl—never.
"We need to talk," I said seriously. Her blue gaze locked with mine, her passion burning immensely. This was going to hurt us both. I hope that it will hurt me the most. "I'm leaving,"
"Where should we go? I'll follow you anywhere," she said sincerely.
"No Lynn, I don't want you to come with me." Her eyes looked pleadingly into mine, begging for a reason.
"If this is about Laurie…" she began, but I cut her off,
"It's not you, it's me," I began my string of lies, bringing out my emotionless deadpan that not even Lynn could see through, the stare given to me by my curse. "When I was recovering, I—did some serious thinking. I could lie and say I'm afraid of hurting you, but that wouldn't be the whole truth. I—I want to break the engagement, what I felt was love, back then. However, I believe in the past year or so, I think that love turned to lust. I'm sorry, the last thing I want to do is hurt you, but it's over. Goodbye Lynn."
"Y-y-you don't want me anymore? What did I do? Please, I'll get better!" she pleaded, pain evedent in her voice.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, brushing a gentle hand across her cheek before turning on my heel and walking out. I didn't need to see her face to know she was about to cry, I had just delivered a harsh blow. I couldn't bear to look back; the tears in her beautiful blue orbs would drive me insane. But this was the only way I could ensure that she would remain alive. I had to get as far away as possible, as fast as possible.
I heard Andromeda coming up, along with one of Lynn's heart-shattering sobs.
"What's wrong?" he demanded, when she answered, I decided against using the stairs, I decided to use the tree. I stayed in Haddonfield a few more days than I had planned; it was longer than I should have stayed. Nightfall came, this was the night I had planned to leave for good; but the memory of Lynn's tear-filled eyes wouldn't let me leave. I had to check on her one last time. It was one am; she would be asleep anyway, one look, a kiss on the forehead (if the burning would allow me to) and I'd be on my way. As I reached the house, down in the bushes I found my mask—that moment, the burning began it's takeover, I tried as hard as I possibly could to fight off this curse. I was determined not to kill the reason of my exsistance, I found myself on the ground fighting back screams of pain and agony. I gave that fight everything I had, but it still wasn't enough. The blackness was winning, consuming me bit by bit until I couldn't feel anyting, or think at all. In mere seconds I would be a mindless zombie, doing unmentionable things without feeling any remorse, or even knowing that I did them for that matter. I yelled out in horror as I felt that moment strike as tremors of anger rolled down my spine. But suddenly, the shaking stopped, the screaming stopped, and everything--my mind, my emotions--everything went blank, turning into sheer nothingness.
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